Three Wishes On Our Graduation

It is October and again, three wishes should I make, But this time something’s different, I am different. I wish our bound will not break; I wish we’ll swim together against this current. In this absurd world I hope I’ll be remembered, And I hope I’ll never forget you. You shall part and I should keep an even-temper, But I have just started and already have wished two. Properly should I think about the last one; It must be as strong as my feelings. It shouldn’t be a hit-and-run; It should be connected with our dealings. Happiness might sound cliché, But our whole life goes around it. It might be now considered passé, But I wish that doesn’t make you quit.