Part of me longs for the old times when we were all together- when we all lived so close, when we walked the streets of Springfield, when we laughed together and had so many good times. High school was definitely not the best era for me, but looking back at least I had amazing friends by my side. Now that we've gone in all different directions, I can't help but feel as if parts of me have been scattered in different directions as well. I long to go back to those times at church when everyone was also together. Things have changed so much; it seems so strange to walk the same halls. I keep wanting to go back, but I know better. You can't recreate the past. Things are always changing, and they will never go back to how they "once were" not matter how badly you want them to. Knowing this, I should be able to let go and move on. It's hard, but I guess in life we can acknowledge those good times in our past without letting them hold us back or making us meloncholy. That way we can focus on the present, move forward, and create new memories!
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