I am so close to the finish line,
I hold onto the memory’s from the beginning to the end,
Waiting to return to normal.
Sure the swimming is nice,
The view,
But you miss the things you leave behind the most,
Your friends,
And family.
When you want to say goodbye,
But it is to hard.
The sadness overwhelmes you,
The anger of leaving.
We are almost there
Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 11:46 AM UTC
I am so close to the finish line,
I hold onto the memory’s from the beginning to the end,
Waiting to return to normal.
Sure the swimming is nice,
The view,
But you miss the things you leave behind the most,
Your friends,
And family.
When you want to say goodbye,
But it is to hard.
The sadness overwhelmes you,
The anger of leaving.
We are almost there
