when we're gone


when we leave this place that we call home

what will be left behind? 

our memories will be burned 

into the landscapes we drove through,

the sunsets we chased,

the stars we watched,

the songs we blared,

the fires we had,

and the blank walls we stared at

when we complained

"there's nothing to do around here."


now it seems as if each night is passing by 

too fast,

and in a couple of months we will all say

goodbye see you soon 

and wish that we would have made the most of all

the "boring" nights 

that really weren't so boring when youy look back on it.

(p.s. I don't wanna grow up)


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