Once old, now new

I've rediscovered old and new friends.
They've rediscovered me... and I'm rediscovering myself through them.



I'm in a creative process, a spiral of words which I believe make sense without being banal or shallow. This is getting closer to what it is supposed to be.
I'm still learning.
More and more.

Only two lines of this are meant for someone.
The rest is fiction.

"There and then, there was no time,
It seemed all but (...)
As ever, near to strangers.
Never... a 'you and me'.
I was running too fast for anything,
We were both there but it meant nothing.

There and then, there was no option,
It couldn't have gone differently.
For so long, strangers.
For too long... maybe.
You were the cute girl I never got to know,
I was not shy, but you made me so.

None of it was wrong...
We are now where we belong.
It was, it is...
Once old, now new.

There and then, it had to be,
Something less, (...)
Still I wonder, 'what if?'
Yet I wander, in slumber.
All the years have gone, still here we are,
Weighting options, not accepting sub-par.

It couldn't have gone wrong...
Had we known where we belong.
It was, still is...
Once old, now new.

It's not about me or you.
Only about time,
Only about all this time... gone by.

None of it was wrong...
We are now where we belong.
It was, it is...
Once old, now new."

      - in "Once old, now new", written in 30 minutes.

P.S.: I know I have to fill in the blanks.