it's two in the morning and i can't stop thinking about how afraid i am for july to be over. how afraid i am for change, to move in with someone so unfamiliar to me, and leave behind everything i've ever known, everything that keeps me sane.

it's two in the morning and i keep thinking
how ready i thought i was for this. the graduation high made me feel unstoppable. now all i feel is my feet underneath me, like i'm standing at the edge of a cliff and the only way to the bottom is to jump. and maybe that seems like just a simple leap into air, but i hate heights, and i don't care for cliffs.

it's two in the morning and all i can think of is sleeping alone for the next two years and how ******* lonely i'll be when my roommate begs me to go out and i choose to stay in. because a girl who can't look at people when she speaks does not belong at college parties.

it's two in the morning and i thought this is what i waited my whole life for, but now, i don't ever want it to come.