Time After Time
The years went past.
We still had that friendship, it just wasn’t as strong now.
Ricky had his friends.
I had my tiny circle.
Though, I must admit, my circle got smaller as the years went by.
The girls in my class didn’t really like my personality very much.
It was a small school to, so you can guess how that went.
Fifth grade, we were allowed to join chorus.
I always wanted to.
But, any song I picked seemed to fall out of favor with the others.
It was pretty demoralizing.