As before the Great Graduation came, we used to talk about the plans we have for college. The meeting s we promised to attend and the bondings we needed to set. As friends for years,
we promised to keep in touch. A meeting every other day for without a doubt of much luck; the days hurriedly arrived, the start of freshmen year called for a ride. The disadvantages we have, and the minimal advantages we hold, made us adjusted in the new environment that has unfold. The meetings per day, become days; turned into a week of delay and weeks of complete absence. Now a month, then months will pass; Eventually turning to years, as the promise wouldn't really last. The familiar faces will be marked now as strangers. Forgotten the past, aim to the future with a blast. There will come a time that you'll miss those strangers...You want to know who they ate again, and gradually find them as the years of lost and absence took place. You'll think you have lost them along the way then found out that they have been always there, in tucked within you. A treasure you long kept, and will always be yours forever.
-S.Reyes
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