So many familiar faces
Different appearances
I guess it's because
Of all those changes
That occur when we age
When we grow older
Smarter, wiser
We change
All the time
I miss those
Memories though
Those we built
Together
When we
Were carefree
And as calm
As the sunny
Weather

We might change how we look
But we are still ourselves
On the inside
Like a book
With different
Hardbacks
And covers