aftermath

its 23:34 and i just got home, took my last final of the semester and saw my friends for what might just be the last time until fall. i'm sitting on my bedroom floor writing this and thinking to myself, how much i'm going to miss the life i had this past spring. i think to myself often how spring is the birth of something new, forgetting that with new comes change and with that, something must end. i've always had such a difficult time accepting that, change. accepting that things must come to an end but i think finally, i'm starting to learn thats just how things go. even if things change, i will always have myself and the memories i've made along the way. i will still hold out for the connections that i've built. how privileged i am to have people i love and feel for so deeply.