I Know

I miss the little things,
I know I can't get them back.
I miss knowing every answer,
I guess I'm old now.
I miss my friends,
I know there will be no 'See you tomorrow!'
But it hurts anyway.
I know these things will come back.
I think.
I hope.
I pray. 
The time flys by,
Just once,
I hope for time to stop.
So I can travel back,
Taste the happiness of my favorite memories.
I know I can't,
But that doesn't mean I can't wish.