With,

nothing left

to give

I went crawling back

for more

Maybe there is a universe where you do not break my heart. Maybe there is a universe where you didn't leave me feeling awful, feeling terrible. Maybe there is a universe where I didn't believe that I am hard to love, that I'm undeserving of love.

But maybe, just maybe, there is also a universe where someone will love me anyway. There is a universe where someone will see that my anxiety is not my entirety. There is a universe where someone will accept every bit of me. And wouldn't it be nice, if that universe is where we are at the moment. Maybe, maybe.

—apbq

I don’t think some of you know
How much you mean to me.
Every time the bell rings, and
I see you coming out of your class,
Reliable, every day,
Calming me and reassuring me that
No matter what is happening,
The world is still moving.
Every time you smile at me in class,
Even though we don’t really talk,
It brightens my day and
Makes me realize that maybe
Mankind isn’t so bad after all.
Every time we share a laugh,
A football game, a tough test,
A change in the school,
I grow closer to each and every one of you,
Even though you don’t realize it.
But when that final bell rings,
Will you be there?
Will you be with me past final exams,
Graduation,
After the final bell?
Because you will know who your real friends are
When the final bell rings.

As our time draws to a close,
Cherished times from my memory flows,
From p.e with Mrs. to religion class,
"My- how the time did pass!"

For years I'd called this place home,
With the greatest family ever known,
Who're with me through and thin,
To thank you- I can't begin.

Right now I would like to recall,
Those times when we were small,
Fr. McDonald remember pointing a sword at me
Yelling 'you' as the snow you'd seen?

To those who are no longer here,
I'd like to make this clear,
Even though you no longer see
I still consider you as family.

So much has changed with much time,
In this blessed place of mine,
When we were fairies in 7th grade,
To daughters, who-for crimes paid.

So I'll thank you once again,
As our time must now end,
From here into the world we'll go,
"From your teachings we must grow!"

We'll never forget what we received here,
For had the thought not appeared,
To this day we'd of never arrived,
Nowhere else could we of thrived!

she is a happy ending,
not everyone can wait for.