Young Life

I use to look forward to starting each day.
I'd swell with joy whenever my crush looked my way.

I understood my life, and could handle any situation.
Things always worked out, and I rarely felt impatient.

My friends and I were extremely tight, and it never seemed there'd be a day when we'd fight.

School work was a breeze, and I always felt at ease.

My parents were still married, and it seemed they really cared; family days were special, and feelings always shared.

Grandparents were still alive, and shared their special stories, and one of their hugs made me forget all my worries.

Summer nights were always exciting, in my mischievous youth.
Best friends were forever, and always told you the truth.

Life seemed so complete, and like it would never change.
But then I started high school, and things would never be the same.

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