Staring out the window
I can feel my future self
peering back in time
at the person I am right now.
Thinking
“how has time passed so quickly?”
It always does.
I stare back at her
and wonder the same thing.
Wonder what her our is like
Wonder if that year is any better than this
And she's wondering the same
about the year after.
I ask her,
“Am I happier than I was?
…than I am?”