Such different people

We have become,

When once it seemed,

We would always be

One.

Growing, Changing,

I lost track

Of who we used

To be.

So innocent,

Foolhardy, and Unaware,

Growing Up,

Old and Cynical.

Dreams Become chasms,

Divisions of the heart,

Separations become memory

Reminders apart.

So in memory I’ll hold

Those times so close,

When you and I

Were inseparable and bold.