Tragic Nostalgia Comments

These memories flow into my head like a broken dam trying to hold back a sudden surge of violent waves. As persistent as they are, they no longer fit among the world of today.
Abandoned, forgotten and obsolete in everyway.

Time spent conversing and playing with best friends at two separate house across from each other in a war of who deserved me more as a friend and who make a better girlfriend fade in black and white shades in my mind. Golden times of perfection. Untouched by the drifting effect of now and more exclusive friends. The end came as quick as the passing of grades, one right after another, and changes in seasons;
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