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

4 comments:

  1. I think you do more than you realize.
    #itsnotjustaclassitsalifestyle

    Thank you.

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  2. Really wish I was going to room 221 on Tuesday for English. A class I will never forget.

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  3. I don't want to go to college, I just want my desk back.

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  4. I'm taking a creative writing class this semester. Excited for the class, scared that it won't be inspiring. College Round Two is quickly approaching, and for some reason, I'm still attached to Paris. (good thing)

    Summer blogs are over, but I'll still be writin'.

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