Past tense.....

Sometimes I run into her
Wandering down
Those half remembered hallways
Of Memory
My decade ago self
With her naivete
At the ways of the world-
Only ignorance now
Ignorance from knowing yet not knowing how to live it.
Seeming innocence
Of everything
Outside that cocoon
Gauche - adulthood too new
Yearning to go out
Fearing what might be
I see her look around
Excited yet scared
Wondering
take those first steps
into life
loneliness
heartbreak
love...
So from the secure
Confines of the Future
I encouragingly smile
As she timidly sets forth.