Tuesday, August 4, 2015

But I like to think I can cheat it all

All of a sudden, this feels like graduation. The dark classrooms, the empty hallways. The way the school feels when everyone's gone for the day, when there's no more work to be done, when the silences linger in the air like its reluctant to carry on. And we say nothing at all because some of us have heartaches that haven't yet found their resolution and the rest of us know better than to ruin the moment.

I love that feeling, that in between of the next day and the now. It feels safe and I'm scared. It's familiar and I need to know the way home. And graduation day feels a lot like leaving.

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