• Changing
    A part of life
    It happens all around
    Yet...
    I hate it
    Why must people change?
    Why can't they be the same
    As when we met?
    Why must they leave the friendships behind
    And leave me with the memories
    That's all I have left
    The memories...
    Some good, some bad
    Some incredible
    And yet, I want to forget...
    All of them
    That way there's nothing to miss
    Nothing to ever wish for back