People come and go leaving behind memories and more,

Leaving behind impressions not soon to be forgotten.

You go about making bonds with others, 

To help,

To hold,

To save.

I refuse to say goodbye to you because that means we will never see each other again.

But, we are all under the same sun,

The same sky,

With roads that connect us all underneath.

So I say, let's meet again!

So I can show you my rhymes that you inspired.

You, and everyone else.