good old days

this is the last poem i wrote in high school (and the last high school poem i'll put on here---for now). i wrote it primarily to a friend though i suppose it speaks to a lot of people's high school experience.

looking back on all the years
it doesn't seem that long
i closed my eyes for just a moment
now all those years are gone
when we met we were so alike
two kids without a care
playing games at recess,
it feels as though i'm there
perhaps we've started to grow apart
but i know that in the end
no matter what becomes of us
i will always call you friend
and though we go our separate ways
on two very different paths
i will always remember the pains we shared
i will always remember the laughs
i will remember how you helped me
and how sometimes i helped you too
and all the things we learned together
doing what best friends do
i've got to let you go now,
you have released me too
you've been more than a friend to me,
you're the only brother i ever knew
so goodbye my friend and brother
know that i wish you the best
remember all the good times
try to forget the rest
think of me every now and then
as we try to make our ways
and i will think of you often
as we remember these "good old days"