7. Grown

Old familiar halls echo the memories that swirl in my mind, I've grown sentimental treading the same grounds of old. Time is a paradox, it was only a moment ago in our lives but it's been an eternity since we met. The growing pains of maturity still ache in my soul, and they will one day dissipate, but healing I still fear; I want not to forget of you all.

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This one's about some old friends from school. I never got to be super good friends with them (this was my own doing), but I still miss them a great deal. My high school life has flown by and I'm already almost an adult.