Just as the leaves begin falling off their branches, the ever-lasting friendships created in high school are dwindling before your eyes
people pack away their memories in boxes and ship themselves off into the unknown, you can't help but wonder: will things ever be the same?
growing up is molding people into mere photographs and memories.
the more faces I meet, the more I have to let certain ones go
so many faces
beautiful faces that are slowly fading
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