Sunday, August 18, 2013

Summer Dies Every Year

Tomorrow it begins again. And you're nowhere to be found.

You've moved on and that's cool. It's the way it's supposed to be. It's the way the congressmen wrote everything up. It's what Mother Nature does every fall.

Now I have to start over. With new teenagers. A new group of people who took my class for all the wrong reasons.

I'll get through to some of them. Just like I got through to you. But I'm still afraid that maybe I won't. I'm afraid that one of these days you guys will stop listening. I'll say something and you'll roll your eyes. And I don't want to be around for that.

I'm stuck in some sort of triangle. I get older every year, but you guys stay the same. And I keep saying I'll move on. But here I am. It's 11pm and I should be working on my disclosure document. But instead I'm reading your blogs, doing everything I can to keep tomorrow in the future.

Thanks for the memories.

#summerblogs2013