What's Dear to Me

People will change,
Time will move on.
You will change,
your old-self would be gone.
The world will change,
You and I the same.
Memories will pass us
but they stay the same.
Fun memories, sad memories,
all too dear to lose.
Having you in my memories,
was something too dear to lose.

poem by Immatured Lily
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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