Band concerts, soccer games,
They once were meaningless, but now it's not the same.
First days of school until the last,
Now I won't be there to see them pass.
First dates, new dreams, accomplishments,
I can't be here for your events.
Your passions change as time goes on,
And I don't see because I'm gone.
~•~
This is written for my little brother, Andrew, who will only be nine when I leave for college. I can't believe how much of his life I will miss, and how many things I take for granted now that I won't be there for in the future.
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As Life Goes On
PoetryI'll be going off to college soon, and some things have recently hit me very hard. Writing is often used as a method of stress relief, so here is my attempt to put my feelings into words. Maybe others can connect with my thoughts, or this can help t...
