We were so young to chase the rays of the sun,
Bare and free to enjoy the great worlds of fun.
True best friends when we were in high school.
Keeping secrets like it was so harsh but cool.
Remember the day when we marched?
We were the happiest tots in the month of March.
Promised to be best buds until the end of the craziest day,
So lovely to hear it when you just said it last May.
Time was ever too swift and we’re all grownups.
What happen to friendship that was all to be ups?
I haven’t heard about you when you stepped to be a lucky one.
Are you remembering things from this loyal no one?
Things can never be easy for us!
Youngest laughs can never be like us…
Guess I’m going to feel absurd on a next day,
I’m tired of holding you, needless to say.
