Late nights, impromptu plans, and the naïve belief that things might stay the same. The hum of sodium bulbs barely hid your snickering as you wandered the empty streets. You made promises you didn’t mean, but were desperate to believe.
That was years ago. Some of you left, some stayed behind, but neither you nor your friends are who you once thought you were, and the world isn’t either.
Where has it all gone?
