16 days
2 weeks
One weekend
Until it's overFreshman year is ending
And my heart hurts
As it ends
It hurts
Because I feel as though
I have just begun
I like my major
I like my friends
I laugh until and cry
Into essays
At 11:23 pm
I get HURTS donuts
at 2am
And I've driven
With my head out the sun roof
Singing along
To Hasley
While my friends
Sing below meI have cried
I have laughed
I had a break up
I joined 4 clubs
And I worked 3 jobs
I met 2 of my favorite ever people
And my heart hurts
At the idea
Of the semester endingI have gone
From strangers making
Faces through a window
To one of my best friends
In less than 2 monthsI have gone from
A simple lunch date
To my best college friendI have hung out a window and
Cheered
I have held my friends
While they shook with sobs
I have missed class
And aced exams
And created projects
I didn't know I was capable
Of making
I understood what it felt like
To be infiniteFreshman year
Has gone by so fast
And I am not ready
For it to be over(04/27/21)
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Poetry***PSA- PLEASE TAKE TIME TO READ MY MOST RECENT ADDITIONS TO THIS POETRY SAGA. I've been writing in this poetry journal since 2016 and they do get progressively better and more insightful.*** thank you carry on: These poems contain snippets of my...