Memories

I close my eyes and remember all the great times I have had with my friends.
So many memories race through my head.
At that time, I also realize, that someday we will part.
Perhaps never even speak again.
Tears fill my eyes, for it is depressing.
All the years we have shared, all the numerous times we said we would never leave each other.
Yet, deep down we know one day we will have to grow up.
One day we will have to move on,
And high school will only be a memory.
A memory we will all look back on and smile,
Or perhaps look back on and frown.
Either way, life goes on.