I’ve got dark circles and cloudy minds, but I’m doing alright. I’ve always felt sunshine in my bones, and I’ve always been so close to home. But it’s time for me to go, away from the past and the smiles I met on my way out. And for minutes I sat thinking of how I wanted to be wrapped up in the clarity of how beautiful this temporary life is, but fate forcibly pushed me on. So I’m going and there’s no use in turning back. There’ll always be that desire, but one things are left, they change form. It make look the same, but while I was gone, it still moved around. Different. I always wanted it that way, but the future is unclear and maybe even scary. I blinked back memories that were in current transpire, so I could drink in more. It was greedy and selfish, but how could I help myself? I was a glutton for the way they laughed. All those lights and all those songs made me feel safe inside the little world we built from bare acquaintance. But we happened, and it felt comfortable. It was always been said to hope for the best, expect the worst. But how can I hope for something that is fleeing, how can I expect bad out of something so very good? “All good things must come to an end” and “There’s simply nothing worse than knowing how it ends”. The cynics and writers, they all knew. But the letters were so foreign, so religious, that I refused to believe what I assumed to be fallacy. They were right, it was true. But I do not feel empty. I am light as air but am so full of happiness. But there is a shadow of sadness that lingers across every accompanied night. But it does not overcome me, because I did not expect such beauty to exist from something I did not even expect to happen: this friendship. It happened so very quickly, I wasn’t quite sure if anyone felt similar. But the way they laughed and the way they yearned for my presence, just like I had yearned for theirs, showed me that the love was mutual. And even if the future does not build me into your structure, I know I will never collapse, because of what you meant to me. I wish I could freeze the clock whenever we’re giggling on the auditorium floor, but reality has other plans, in which we may not be able to weave in between. But that’s okay, because our time spent now meant more to me than the past 3 years combined.
