5 Nov. 97
Life

The changes begin,
Past friendships are slowly forgotten.
The memories begin to fade,
And we can no longer remember
Why we did the things we did,
Or said what we said.
And we can’t go back
To the way it was before.
And we don’t know why.
But changes have to happen,
Even if we are happy with the way things are.
Some things just have to change.