Do scars by a blade fade?
Or can they simply be erased?
Promises so fake,
You can drown me in the lake,
The one I sat near, and asked you questions, and learned about you.
The one where we made time slow and our feelings exist.
The place where I made new.
The place where I met you.
But no, we didnt stop there,
Why wait, nothing compares.
To a kindship, a friendship never to be forgotton,
One that will always exist.
So I say:
"Thanks."
