Language

Everyone has their own
Language, no matter what
Tongue they speak
From Spanish to gibberish
Go back to the days when you and your best friend made up languages
Languages only the both of you shared

When we grow old
we lose these made
Up languages and acquire
One distinct language that
we speak for the rest of our life

But when you have
A moment think back
On those old fond memories
That you keep stored
Away in your brain

Relive them
Cherish them

Before they are lost