The countdown has ended
Is set to zero.
Those 50 days
over.

Like the days of freshman year
when you sat nervously in class
waiting for the teacher to call on you.
Or to see your boyfriend after school.
Will he kiss you tonight?

Or like sophomore year
when the nights seemed so long
and the days were wars
and every ounce of you
was waiting for an end.
The stinging keeps you awake
but it also keeps you alive.

The days are over
done, gone,
like in junior year
when you found yourself.
It was like being reborn,
beautiful and full of joy.

But now those are just memories.
In those days,
you forgot to appreciate
the smiles of those
you never really knew.
And you forgot to let go of the bad
and to love your mom.

You didn't memorize the sound
of the cheering crowd at games.
You never said hi
to the cute old people in the front of the school.
You never visited past teachers.
Maybe you never even thanked them.

And now the time is gone.
You walked across the stage months ago
and are in the car to drive 5 hours away
to your new start,
your new countdown.