Dec 15, 2005 23:31
Last night at LeMoyne for a long while and even though I know I will be back here in the fall, I can't help feeling like I am leaving far too much behind. Who knows how things will be when I get back? This semester I have learned how quickly things change: friendships fall apart, best friends are found, hearts are broken...all in the blink of an eye. I can't really put together a homage for this semester like I did last year; I don't really know what I have learned. Still growing up as always. All my decisions, all my actions and indecisiveness has stemmed from the fact that I am leaving and will be across an ocean for six months. Now it is here and I just don't know what with myself. I wish I wouldn't have worked so much or worried, but I am trying to live out this "no regrets" thing.
So here I go, 24 days till I leave. I have no idea what to expect, and I know that I am going to have to do this entirely on my own. It will be good; maybe I do need to remove myself from this life a bit. I want to learn to trust people again. I want to view life all happy and little kid-like. In short, I really have no idea what I want...maybe I will find it in England, maybe I won't...
This may be the last thing that I write for long
Can you hear me smiling when I sing this song, for you and only you
As I leave will you be someone to say good-bye
As I leave will you be someone to wipe your eye
My foot is out the door, and you can't stop me now
You wanted the best, it wasn't me, will you give it back
Now I'll take the lead, when there's no more room to make it grow
I’ll see you again, you'll pretend you’re naive, is this what you want
Is this what you need, how you end up let me know.
As I go, remember all the simple things you know,
My mind is just a crutch and I still hope, that you will miss me when
I'm gone
This is the last song
The hearts start breaking as the year is gone
The dream's beginning and the time rolls on
It seems so surreal, now I sing it.
Somehow I knew that I would be this way,
Somehow I knew that I would slowly fade.
Now I’m gone, just try and stop me now.
And will you need me now, you'll find a way somehow
You want it too, I want it too.~All American Rejects