an ephemeral summer
As summer school draws closer to an end, I'm beginning to feel nostalgic and full of inertia. The past few weeks have flown by so quickly that I wish I could turn back time and slowly relive those moments again. I think I need to be pinched because this feeling of levity is too surrealistic. I feel like HSS is a fantasy and when I return home and back to school, it will all be gone. But then, a part of me also wants to go back to the real world where all my loved ones are and I have been gone for so long I wonder if I'll be pleasantly surprised or resistant to the changes I'm about to face.
Right now, I'm trying to imprint every happy memory with my friends, and every special moment with you on my mind. I'm not sure if this blissfulness ends with summer school but I do hope that time and place doesn't limit our friendship(s). True that we have bonded in times of carefreeness and perhaps things will change when we are under stress and responsibilities. But if you believe in me, I'll show you that friendships are forever.
Right now, I'm trying to imprint every happy memory with my friends, and every special moment with you on my mind. I'm not sure if this blissfulness ends with summer school but I do hope that time and place doesn't limit our friendship(s). True that we have bonded in times of carefreeness and perhaps things will change when we are under stress and responsibilities. But if you believe in me, I'll show you that friendships are forever.