When the endless laughter fades, I’ll be out of time. 

Day by day, I fear the loss of my precious time. 

These cherished memories will all flee from my desperate grasp, 

no matter how hard I try to battle the villain called time. 

With a sudden sigh, I’ll realize my childhood is ending.  

If only I was capable of stopping time. 

Senior year, filled with everlasting mischief and joy, 

will all eventually come to an end in time. 

But what will I possibly do then? 

What will I do with all my time? 

Maybe I would move on with my life. 

Although, I know that I’ll never forget this time. 

I’ll be stuck reliving each moment of my precious childhood.

How could I possibly ever have a better time? 

But I’ll soon begin to slowly realize, 

the only thing capable of healing my breaking heart is time.