• We met what seams so long ago, Yet the time passed so Quick.

    We met in the most god awful place, Though we knew the tricks.

    Remembering times of braiding hair, and lunches talked away.

    If I could capture time I would save thoughs days.

    Now we have all drifted high above, You both to higher places.

    Im left here in this dark expance, With the same old faces.

    I miss you two like no other even though one holds my heart.

    Although My butterflie holds my love, The other isnt forgot.

    She carries a gift just the same, Of love called by a diffrent name.

    My friends how I remember thoughs moments.

    My friends how I miss them So.

    Yet much to my thanks in all we are still as one.

    I look to the summer months for when agian we have fun.

    Together intill the end of days. I hope to keep you two.

    I know by the sands of time there is nothing id rather do.