Jul 2016
The echoes carry on.
Voices blaring into the night.
Ricocheting into the depths of an open mind.
Stark, the silence.
Memories rush. So violent.
Echoes, all that remain.
The echoes shall never fade.
Memories bright as day.
Heavy heart, loose smile.
We carry on, pave our way through life.
Echoes reverberate through space and time.
Of friendships lasting a lifetime.
Voices blaring into the night.
Ricocheting into the depths of an open mind.
Stark, the silence.
Memories rush. So violent.
Echoes, all that remain.
The echoes shall never fade.
Memories bright as day.
Heavy heart, loose smile.
We carry on, pave our way through life.
Echoes reverberate through space and time.
Of friendships lasting a lifetime.
There's a marked and undeniably somber fog that's crawled over our home in the last few days. This fog might clear quickly for some, it might linger longer for a few, but it shall fade with time. And as most memories in life, the good shall be etched into the halls of our minds. A reminder of a home we all once shared.
I'm glad to have known each and every one of you and cherish the bonds we've made.
WhΔnau.
I'm glad to have known each and every one of you and cherish the bonds we've made.
WhΔnau.
