Nostalgia is a funny word

I remember prom like it was yesterday

When my biggest worry was who my date would be

Or what dress color suited me most

I remember sleeping through classes

Going to school in glasses

With not a drop of make-up on my face

When college seemed like a world away

And so did my first kiss

 

How did time bring me here?

When did my innocence disappear?

Why does the world have to change so fast?

When does every first become our last?

 

 

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Nostalgia is a funny word

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