Monday, October 28, 2013

Finding meaning behind the words,
and the conversation plays on different levels. Emotions engage beneath the facsimile smiles. A mountain of history beneath the fresh cut grass. It shifts and moves with memories remembered, but never dare spoken clear. A hope that the understanding is still there, that friends will be friends. Forever. But the barriers make it too unclear. Time has broken the youthful spell, and who can tell if you should ever go back.

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