It’s hard to say you can’t remember school, for the moment a small thing sparks a thought, you catch a quick glimpse of it all. The dreams of my school that come every day, the places my heart never threw away the teachers, the classrooms, the canteen noise, each little corner of childhood joys. I miss you. I dream of you every night. Look at me now, I’m all grown up, yet still you return in my sleep. Words are not enough to say what you mean you stay in my heart and you always will be. The childhood I spent there was more than just time and look at me now, still dreaming of you. ~fazi (╥﹏╥)