i visited a high school within the past year. there i found a group of people that i had long since forgotten about. a world of firsts. first loves. first group of real friends. first real discussions that seemed like they meant something. like i meant something. when i hung out with them i lost myself in the space that they existed in. i just absorbed and sat and watched. the less i interacted the more i understood. the more i interacted the weirder i felt. it was a lot of young futile gestures. boys voices cracking. girls still taller. there was a couple that i fell in love with. they were so innocent. such an impression they left. such an impression i forgot existed. such.