We grow together
We grow apart
We grow apart together.
That’s just how life is
We can’t stop it
We all have to grow up
And go our seperate ways
Who knows what we’ll say
When we look back on all these days.
Who knows what the future will hold
Whether we’ll be friends just for today
or forever.
I just want you to know
That no matter what happens
I’m glad for all the times we spent together.
Mostly inside my head
Previously known as Gwen I decided that Note In a Broken Bottle was more fitting. I’m 16 years old and in my junior year of high school. It seems like the past years have gone by too fast and I can’t believe there is only one more year after this until college. I’ve been through a lot recently and have sometimes come off worse for it. Now I’m trying to turn myself around and get going on a happier life again. I’ve grown so much from all of my experiences no matter how bad they were and I don’t regret anything because every choice we make is what defines who we are. I started writing to try to understand what I felt and it helps me so much to see the words on paper. Please leave me comments and notes so I can become a better writer.
Published on July 24, 2007.
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