When you think of the time
We spend growing up together
Do you find it dull?
Or do you still laugh at the jokes we made?

If I see you ten years from now,
Would you think I’m silly
for bringing up the jolly old times?
Or would you smile tenderly at them?

Remember that striped pants I had?
That crazy magenta shade of your hair?
The tears we cried, the broken hearts?
The songs we sang, the wide-eyed wonders?

When I see you ten years from now,
I’ll recall every ordinary miracles we made,
That frail hand you broke when we were three
And those mushy dreams we longed for

It’s time to fly, yet we’re holding on
To the precious past and the wild hope
That we shouldn’t leave this place
That we can stay the same forever

I won’t cry and you shouldn’t
I’ll see you again before the ten years end
And even if you forget how funny we could be
I’ll remember, forever.



This was sort of dedicated to my best friends, though not everyone read it, but I did think of them while writing this. :P Don't laugh, okay?

Labels: friends, poetry

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