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The end of summer rolls around, As do their suitcases and bags Down hallways and airport security, Headed to the next destination. The end of summer comes too fast, Like the hugs you receive as someones leaves, As they walk away and drive off, Headed to the next best thing. The end of summer is melancholy; The sun fades faster than how many friends remain Because they're all ready to run away, Headed to the beginning of their new lives. The end of summer hurts my heart In the same way goodbyes sting my eyes Because my friends are all leaving, Headed off to grow and learn and achieve it all. The end of summer is more than a season to me; It's the end of the line for my friends, It's the end of seeing them whenever, Because they're headed off to make something of themselves. And for that, I'll watch my friends leave With the heaviest and proudest heart. The end of summer may take them away, But it can't take away how much I love them, With every ounce of my heart. Distant in miles, Distant is space, Though my love will withstand it all; That is something distance cannot erase.
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Apr 28, 2013
Apr 28, 2013 at 1:25 PM UTC
The End of Summer
The end of summer rolls around, As do their suitcases and bags Down hallways and airport security, Headed to the next destination. The end of summer comes too fast, Like the hugs you receive as someones leaves, As they walk away and drive off, Headed to the next best thing. The end of summer is melancholy; The sun fades faster than how many friends remain Because they're all ready to run away, Headed to the beginning of their new lives. The end of summer hurts my heart In the same way goodbyes sting my eyes Because my friends are all leaving, Headed off to grow and learn and achieve it all. The end of summer is more than a season to me; It's the end of the line for my friends, It's the end of seeing them whenever, Because they're headed off to make something of themselves. And for that, I'll watch my friends leave With the heaviest and proudest heart. The end of summer may take them away, But it can't take away how much I love them, With every ounce of my heart. Distant in miles, Distant is space, Though my love will withstand it all; That is something distance cannot erase.
This has the worst and most random structure; my apologies. I just woke up this morning with a heavy heart because all my close friends are going so far for college in the fall and they are what keep me sane. I love my friends so much it hurts. They are why I'm here, why I'm who I am. It's hard for me to fathom life without them, because they are just that important. They are talented, beautiful, inspiring people and they make me strive to be a better me. So as I said, it is with a leaden heart that is lifted back up with pride that I'll watch my amazing friends leave and change the world, and I'll cheer them on each step of the way. If any of you read this, I love you more than you can understand, and more than I can demonstrate sometimes. You guys are my rock, my constant, the best thing in my life. Thank you.
Mgpe
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Apr 28, 2013
Apr 28, 2013 at 1:25 PM UTC
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