I look at all the pictures of the past thinking of how the years
went by so fast. The dances, the parties, and the laughs. The
shoulders to cry on, and cute photographs of the people I've known
since way back when. The new kids came every year; now and then the
friendships you make come and go. But there's always those few
you'll always know. Now as we go our separate ways, I know I'll
always remember these days