Someday, I'm Going to Write About You

I’m going to write everything you made me feel, everything you ever said to me, everything I learned from you. I’m going to write down all the memories I have of you, and I mean everything. From the times you made me laugh, to the times you made me cry. Because someday, when you may have forgotten me or think less of me, but it would not be the same for me. Someday you will smile slightly when you remember a sweet, and perhaps inaccurate memory of me, but I- I would be drowning in the memories of the past, of when I had you and you had me.

Memories

I think the only reason people hold onto memories

so tight is because memories are the only thing

that don't change; when everybody else does...

Moving On

It's funny. You think you need someone, and then they're gone. And you realize that you're better off without them after all.

Those Days

The times I used to spend going out with my friends. Dancing around at parties again. Those weekends that were full of plans are now filled with nothing. I miss having friends that will dance with me whenever I feel like dancing. Listen to music that I always listen to. Spazz about tv show dramas that I always watch. Why can’t everything stay the same? There’s only so much I can take. I want, I miss, I need….the old me. I want to be active in everything again. I don’t want my whole life to revolve around nothing. They say senior year of high school is supposed to be the best of your years, but I believe my senior year is an exception to all of that. I guess the only thing I can do is make the best of everything I have right now. I want to look back and remember all of the good times I had throughout my high school years.