You’ve grown up being left behind. Everyone has because everyone leaves. Everyone leaves in one way or another, and they stay in small ways because of the marks that they make in your life.
They die, but they’ve left memories.
They break your heart, but they don’t take your feelings with them when they go.
They tell you they love you, and the words travel on the wind.
Then one day you realize: that’s you. You’ll be leaving soon and staying in some way, and it breaks your heart. You know how that feels, but to be the one to finally do it seems exciting. You mourn and rejoice at the same time. You realize it’s easier than you ever would have thought.
The Smallest Things are the Scariest
Last week I picked up my cap and gown for my high school graduation. All year I’ve known that this was coming, but I swear, this year has gone by so quickly. I remember it being October and teaching the new students in Journalism how to work the program. I remember learning my first chapter of physics and realizing that I had no idea what was going on (I still don’t most of the time, but I love it). I remember the first day of school, how the nerves were back, but not because I was scared, because I knew it would be the last first day of high school.
And now I have my cap and gown.
This is real.
This is happening.
I’m going to graduate and move away. The day is fast approaching.
And I’ve got to be ready.
Alright. 