Summer of '97
Last time I saw most of them it was ten years ago. Last time I saw most of them it was the summer 1997. Time went by. Each of us chose a path. Each of us chose a destination. If it would be the right one did not matter. Only time would tell. And now, most of us did reach a destination. Sometimes the same as chosen initially. Sometimes a completely different one. Reached through a different path. With different means. And sometimes even with a different mentality, while becoming a new, different person.
It's 2007. Most of us got back together. Just for one night. Just for a few drinks. After ten years. To have a chat. To relive what has gone by, what once was and maybe even what could have been. Some are still the same, as if ten years did not pass. Some are still the same, but clearly ten years later. Some are different. Some became parents. Some lived ten years as if each year counted for ten. Some still have to start living those ten years.
But what it all comes down to, is to have gotten back together. To have relived the past. Just for a moment. To not forget how it was. To not forget who we were and where we come from. To get old knowing it was all worth doing the effort.
It's 2007. Most of us got back together. Just for one night. Just for a few drinks. After ten years. To have a chat. To relive what has gone by, what once was and maybe even what could have been. Some are still the same, as if ten years did not pass. Some are still the same, but clearly ten years later. Some are different. Some became parents. Some lived ten years as if each year counted for ten. Some still have to start living those ten years.
But what it all comes down to, is to have gotten back together. To have relived the past. Just for a moment. To not forget how it was. To not forget who we were and where we come from. To get old knowing it was all worth doing the effort.
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