Nicolle Bobb - *sigh*

Raise your glass to the sky, with hopes and dreams held high.
To you I toast...

Here's to our friendship we've lost and gained,
And the people we'll never know by name.
To the bonds that we've made and albums we filled,
Memories that may fade but never be killed.

Heres to the phone calls filled with tears,
And to the hours spent talking away our fears.
To you I thought deserved my heart,
What now you bash and rip apart.

Heres to the pictures in frames with stories to say,
That you will be sure to pack when I go away.
To the hockey games I watched beneath the lights,
And our chants and cheers drifting through the night.

Heres to our future proms and dances,
And future high-school romances.
To future homecoming hockey games,
With all the wins in your name.

Heres to late nights we've spent cramming for tests,
And mornings where your smile would make up for the rest.
To the future deances that will take months to create,
The night before worries that came too late.

Heres to the tears we knew we'd cry,
To the people and places we say good-bye.
To the wild and bizarre things we've done,
That will remember to be the most fun.

Heres to letters we left unsigned,
May our identities be revealed all in due time.
To our relationships we wonder how we ever lived without,
And the crushes we look back on and laugh about.

So now its time to place our glasses down,
Put our caps on and turn around.
Listen for our names and let them echo through,
And realize how fast these 4 months just flew!

Nicolle Bobb

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