The Way Time Just... Slips

a graveyard without headstones or flowers. Haunted by the ghosts of memories that play on like a broken record on a hot summer's day. The sway of the trees, the wind blowing through that now vacant area where funny, carefree, and amazing bonds were made. That's exactly how I felt as I walked through the school today. That's exactly how I'll feel two years from today when I walk around one last time before saying goodbye to my high school years and move on to college. Two years.... but it feels as if only yesterday I were graduating 8th grade. Funny how time flies and the most precious things come in only small, one time packages that in the end are crumpled up while the remains are seared somewhere in the deepest corner of one's memory.