Looking Back
We had
secrets that were meant to forever be secret. We made friends and swore to
forever be so. Met our first love and promised it would last forever. We had
"our song", so many more have come and gone since then. We lived for
the day, never considering the possibility of growing old. Now we speak of our
young secrets and laugh. We happily reunite with friends, yet some will never
be again. We have always loved and, for most of us, have found the finest and
last love. Our songs, like us, get better with age. We still live for today,
pause to remember the young restless souls of yesterday and laugh at the
misconceptions of growing old.
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