Familiar Faces I'm listening to familiar sounds; as their voices echo over the words. I've missed these sounds; together they are complete, one. No matter what we say, we will always find a way. A year of distance, time and change; many would've considered our friendships to be broken. But like a puzzle; together we are complete. Our words flow and spill around the fire, like lyrics into a mic. Nothing can take away times like this, they are the days we will remember. Like a blur its come and gone far to quickly. But as I listen to the sounds, I'm not scared of the next goodbye; I know this is the start of our beginning. We will all be taking different roads; dealing different hands; but I know that we will always find each other. Always.
