Every time we age
Its like turning a page
A page that we can never turn back
A page that contained all the things we did that year
Even though we can no longer see that page
We can still remember some of the the things that were on it
But what happens when we get to that last page
And finish that book
Will we just fade away like an old memory
Or will we live on through the memories of others
Even if those memories can be painful
Life is a mysterious thing and its best not to ask questions
But let's do this one thing and
Remember each other.