though the days grow warmer
my heart grows colder
even though i would die
before I'd admit it
I'll miss you guys
the time did fly
wasted ..s and stupid chicks
we missed out on each other
and now it's too late
father time did pass us by
so I'll stand next to you
and we can both cry
for the unshared memories
we should both carry
and as the music goes on playing our song
we'll glance at each other
and I'll give you a smirk
then I'll swear I saw you return the gesture
that will start the tears again
cause I'll know it's really through
as our feet start to move
walking away from our past
so into our unsure future
we move on quaking feet
too soon we find our seats
and the story of our pasts are told
and my heart will ache
at the lack of your presence there
no time to cry, when our future is now
and separate ways we must go
we've truly grown up in these past minutes
and now i can appreciate you more
the walk begins again
hope I'll see you at the end
come it's time to go
don't you hear them playing our song
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Graduation
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