Saturday, October 24, 2009

No more passing notes in class, no more sun filled lunches, sharing juice and almonds, no more skipping class, no more uniforms, no more meandering home, no more sad still silences, never will we smell the morning smoke on girls. I am not sad or regretful, just lost, that's all.

1 comment:

  1. And a few years later you'll find yourself musing and making memories all over again :)

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