7.24.2004
I stop to think about all the friends I've lost over the years, and the thought alone almost brings me to tears. I go back and remember the great times I've had, but each memory brings me face to face with my exstinct friends. How I miss them. The way we would laugh at the simplest things. The way we lied for each other , got caught with each other, and were punished together. When one of us was in trouble, all of us were in trouble. What happened to those people I held dear. What happened to all I treasured. Has it changed or has it been merely dwindled. I don't know what to think, but I'm happy and embarking on a new journey. One...that will change my life...again.
You can always tell a writer by the way they ramble on and on about the simplest things. The red words sum it up. ''''''''''''''
Care Bear @ 11:11 AM | comment
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