that touch last...
first semester of senior year is over.
and i can't believe it.
i'm so content with life right now.
i don't want things to change.
but i know everything has to.
and everything just leaves me
with the unsure feeling of what comes next.
there is all the i don't knows and maybes.
what happens after we walk around in those silly caps and gowns.
after we receive the piece of paper saying we are done.
what comes after all the ceremony and ritual.
we are just left wondering, what now.
where do we go from here.
what happens to all the friendships of the last four years.
what happens to the ones you saw every day.
will you ever see them again?
or will that just become that random phone once a year.
and i can't believe it.
i'm so content with life right now.
i don't want things to change.
but i know everything has to.
and everything just leaves me
with the unsure feeling of what comes next.
there is all the i don't knows and maybes.
what happens after we walk around in those silly caps and gowns.
after we receive the piece of paper saying we are done.
what comes after all the ceremony and ritual.
we are just left wondering, what now.
where do we go from here.
what happens to all the friendships of the last four years.
what happens to the ones you saw every day.
will you ever see them again?
or will that just become that random phone once a year.