An Ode To The Seniors

Once the halls are gone of any trace of you, 

That's when I realize how much I miss you.

I always looked up to you.

You always made me laugh.

You always made me feel loved.

I would look across the gym at pep rallies, and you guys were always the loudest.

You'd scream at the top of your longs at football games,

And right now I can say next year it just won't be the same.

Oh, what a blessing and a curse it is to see you graduate.

To see a diploma within your grasp.

It seems like only months ago I walked through the school doors for the first time,

And you welcomed me as if I was anything but a freshmen.

But the clock keeps ticking,

And I'm running out of time.

Distance will keep on growing,

But you'll always be on mind.

Getting older comes at a price,

You see yourself mature at the expense of another life passing you by.

Those older than you won't stop getting older,

Those younger than you won't stay that young forever.

I know you're excited.

I know you're scared.

But please, oh seniors, don't forget about me while you're there.

You've changed me, you've made me who I am.

What a shame it would be if you actually never cared.

The halls almost seem haunted, like you were never here.

Was it all a distant daydream?

I hope not. It can't be.

I'm sorry I never said goodbye,

And I'm sorry that an a hug can never truly travel via text, 

But just know I'm always with you, and guess what? I'm graduating next.

Love always,

Allison