If I had everything would I Still wanna be alive?
Wow. It's been one year, and I can still feel the tear. Some take longer to heal than others..and some scar deeper than you can see.
Wow. Moving out is weird. Especially when your best friend and brother is moving in with you. I can't believe high school is over. No more classes..no more lunch..no more Drama club. Like I said..weird. Time for big boy school. Although as I sit here in my chair, more nostalgic than ever, I remember two guys fairly resonating Tedd and myself sitting in the cafeteria at Bishop drinking a root beer and conversing life, totally unaware and uncaring of the world outside. He's the only person I've got left from my past. The only security in life I have...I don't know what I'd do without him. Well..time for a long summer full of work, play, and probably a giant overhaul of my life. Au revoir Bishop Sullivan. Here's to the mornings by the trophy case, and outside at the stone table; to the lunch table with the kids; to Dr. Teague's class; To Latin class; to all the people who meant more than life itself to me; to the walks home with Tedd; to the billions of movies watched in comfort and security; and finally, to that principle who has just been canned, Mr. Wray. I'll miss him too.
Never said letting go would be easy. Although we assumed it.
-Jake Leonard
Wow. Moving out is weird. Especially when your best friend and brother is moving in with you. I can't believe high school is over. No more classes..no more lunch..no more Drama club. Like I said..weird. Time for big boy school. Although as I sit here in my chair, more nostalgic than ever, I remember two guys fairly resonating Tedd and myself sitting in the cafeteria at Bishop drinking a root beer and conversing life, totally unaware and uncaring of the world outside. He's the only person I've got left from my past. The only security in life I have...I don't know what I'd do without him. Well..time for a long summer full of work, play, and probably a giant overhaul of my life. Au revoir Bishop Sullivan. Here's to the mornings by the trophy case, and outside at the stone table; to the lunch table with the kids; to Dr. Teague's class; To Latin class; to all the people who meant more than life itself to me; to the walks home with Tedd; to the billions of movies watched in comfort and security; and finally, to that principle who has just been canned, Mr. Wray. I'll miss him too.
Never said letting go would be easy. Although we assumed it.
-Jake Leonard