Remember your first day of school?

Holding your moms hand so tightly, trying to hold back your tears.

Remember staying up all night?

Trying to write your English essay, slowly falling asleep.

Remember those butterflies you got in your stomach?

Going on your first date, wishing it would last forever.

Do you remember the days we laughed until it would hurt?

Smiling about our sweet memories, looking at each other thinking we’d be friends forever.

Do you remember?

Will you remember, once it’s all over?

I often think about my past, think about everything that’s made me who I am today. I’ve been working my whole life for this one moment. Graduation. The finish line is so close that I’m almost scared. I’m scared to let go of everything. Scared to go out into the real world. Scared that I’ll be separated from the ones I love.

I know it’s silly to be so afraid of such small things, but I am. I’m just a kid, and kids just want their lives to stay the same. To never change. I wish life were like that, I wish I could stop the world from going any faster. I wish I could rewind and relive my past but I can’t. There are still a couple of months left ahead of me but trust me, they fly by fast. One minute you’re sitting in class waiting for the bell to ring, and the next you’re holding your diploma.

It really is true what they say; high school is a comfort bubble. Once I leave it, I’ll be leaving everything behind. I’m also old enough to know that I won’t be able to see some of the people I care about again. I remember making promises of being friend’s forever but it never lasts. Everyone takes a new path, and we all leave each other behind. We won’t be able to see other everyday like we used to, and I’m so afraid to let go of that. It’s all a part of life I guess; it may not be fair but its fact. But I also believe in miracles, and a true friendship can overcome even the roughest of times, even after we say goodbye.