College days

I try and I try to forget
The days of my youth
But the memories of the innocence
Keep slipping my grasp

The days spent wondering
Of things we could become
The nights spent complaining
Of girls we couldn't court

The months in the heat
Roaming aimlessly tween the corridors
The moments we huddled
In the winter's cold

I miss the shoulders
That I'd taken for granted
I miss the bonds
That I believed would never break

The green grass
The empty class
The broken heart
The cold hearth

They all remind me
Of the best days of my life
Of the days spent free of strife
Of friends and promises

Made between brothers