Loging Stories

The End Of Us Came With Our Diplomas We swore nothing would change. Promises were made under classroom lights, inside shared jokes, and through every hard day we got through together. Graduation was supposed to be our new beginning - until it turned out to be our ending. With diplomas in our hands, we walked out the same school gates... but not together. Slowly, calls got shorter, replies got slower, and the people who once knew every part of me became strangers I barely recognized. We chased different dreams toward different places, and somewhere along the way, we lost us. The degrees stayed, but the bond broke. Our brightest day became the moment everything fell apart - and we never saw it coming.

I'll miss u all

Poema