The day it all comes... the last day of school we...
to Katie for always being there for my helping me...
As each day goes by
Makes me miss you a little more...
*to tell you now this poem duz not rhyme...its...
Ever have to say good bye...
A friend thats what i called you
My best friend thats what we were...
I miss him so much...
we had such great times...
What happen to the good old days, when we use to...
Its funny how it all started
We would play in the sand...
Breath full
Slow is the moment as it is passed...
Isn't it good when u can spend hot summer days...
looking at all of the lads...
It's so hard to let someone go.
That of which is what I know...
Fun times come and go
but memories let you know...
Its all messed up now
it hurts, I'm through...