It's funny how you can know someone for 6 or more years and then run into them after being gone for a year or 2, and after stepping on your toes they can turn around look you straight in the eye, place their hand on your shoulder and apolozise for stepping on you, and have not the slighhtest clue who you are.
I remember them, each and every one of them, and it only leaves me to question, have i changes that much? I never thought i did, but i probably have, as i see changes in the. The people who were once so confident, the who's who of highschool. They dominated at anything and everything they did, but now i see they are as unsure about themselves as I feel.
A wise man (my father) once told me, "Sara everyone just wants to be rememberd" But this time it's not about being remembered, it's about how we changed. It's about how it doesn't matter who you were, someday, sooner or later, we will all be equals.