Friends forgotten, lives missed.
Memories erased from thought.
Pictures are all that remain,
The people in them gone.
Will they see the past?
Will they remember their old classmate
Walking down the street?
Their enemy, the class clown,
The valedictorian, the prom court,
The drama queen and the drag queen.
These names and faces will fade,
Fade into the blackness of the abyss,
The abyss in the back of our minds.
It will be as if our former comrades
Are toys to be thrown in the closet.
Discarded, out of sight out of mind,
So the old adage goes.
The reunion comes,
Yet, we know none of the ones there.
People once looked up to,
May be looked down upon.
Kids laughed at for their shortcomings,
Shall rise on the ladder of success.
The people we once cared so much for,
Will be complete strangers to our eyes.
I do hope, Class of 2012,
that this will not come to past.
But I fear that it is pre-destined by fate.
And so my friends, I give you my farewells,
My goodbyes, and my hopes in you.
Maybe someday we shall meet again...