One day,
When we grow up,
We'll pass each other on the street,
And we wont care about the other,
You'll just be a long lost memory.
One day,
When we grow up,
I'll see a picture of you and smile,
But wont go pick up the phone,
And bother to dial.
One day,
When we grow up,
I'll hear what we called 'our song',
I'll make myself think it's retarded,
And pretend to just move along.
So my dear friend as of now,
Lets spend this time together,
Because once we leave this school,
Our ties will be severed.
What do you think?
Comments
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That was wonderful
but so so sad
I'm having the same problem. But I'm afraid and blaahhhh
You posted on one of my older poems about how you wished you could have things that i wrote in my poems and said your were like what the sequel to mine were. Well I just hit sequel
I'm going to start writing again and have my own website now, it's a gaming website but we branch out into pretty much everything. I'm going to start posting things there. You are more than welcome to join, i'd be really happy to hear from you and hear how things are going. On the site i'm Befragen. The url is www.gameinciter.com if you are interested. I hope to hear back
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SO TRUE!!!
This is so true and over the years I have lost all contact with all of my school mates except one.
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Awe, this was wonderful.
It made me smile and frown at the same.
Nice job with this one!
-Mandi
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