Growing Pains

i miss my friends so much. so many changes have happened and it scares me to know that they will one day turn to strangers i once held so close.

Far, far away, their laughs fade away,

linked hands thrown away from me.

Everything changed but the sky.

I left them with the wind,

that held promises of growing up together.

The wind blew down to oceans and died,

they shut down the windows and cried.

Nothing hurts more than being outside

of the place that was my only home.

The closed doors and windows taunt me.

The dry wind tells me it killed all the promises.

The clouded sky wept with me,

even though it knew already,

bonds break and cause wreckage.

deaths come when least expected,

but we will grow

maybe not together.