i'm not sure what it is, but i know the summer is ending but i really dont feel like its completely over. Maybe its because summer never really leaves me at all. for me, its forever.
But i suppose every word i read about it ending, just brings me closer to having to say to myself: its over
just like the one i just read: One Last Time.
I'm going to miss driving with the windows open.
Driving at night in a car full of friends and laughter.
Doing whatever i want allll day.
Having time to connect with people everywhere
Staying up late just to get in trouble
Intense talks that go into the morning
Taking in everything around me
Times with all my best friends at one place
Always doing something even when theres nothing
Spontaneous summer decisions
Picking out Irony with the only kids who will understand it
So tomorrow as i sit down in a classroom, ill be thinking of what i should be doing, who i should be with. I'll sit there and think of my best friends and how we should be together.
Will i forget who i have become?
will i forget the lessons i've learned?
please, i hope not.
i am not scared for tomorrow or worried.
i am just having a hard time parting with my summer.
Yesterday can be summed up like this:
If I could spend the night underneath the starry sky then I wouldn't have to sin to lie.
If I could spend the night underneath your starry eyes then I wouldn't have to say goodbye
Goodbye skyline, I'll be just fine.
Here's to the nights that turned into mornings and the friends that turned into family.
love you kids.