HoneyString

The friends I had, the memories we shared, the lessons we learned, the persons who cared. Words gone unsaid, the lives drifting apart, my school life ending, my true life given start. Regret growing inside, of the words left unspoken, the lives I wished to touch, my heart torn and broken. Those friends so far away, distant and grown mature, my memories beginning to fade, the life of my childhood a blur. A familiar smile, comes in to view, my eyes begin to open, thank God, it's you.