The Surprise Ending

I wrote this poem during my 10th std. It is a imaginary situation were i find one of my present school friend sitting next to me in my new school where i join my 11th std.

The time to part, not yet to march,

Some feeling sprout with the end of march.

The time has come to say good bye,

Within each a true friend cry.

With a smiling face we need to part,

But never listens my heart.

I burst in tears when alone,

Each minute so lone,

Those parting sorrow my own.

Starts with June the next year.

I stepped in class with fear,

New school, New place,

Of past no more trace.

Next to me sits someone,

She for me is a new one.

When I saw her face,

There was a hace.

For my suprise its she.

My friend, 

the same old friend.