Memories.

So yesterday i was cleaning out my desk because i had to find a calculator for my math test today, when i came across this poem wrote back in freshman year. I have no clue who or what it was for, but i thought i was pretty cool seeing how much I've improved:

I have let you down, things aren't the same
does this feel right or is this a game
at first it was perfect, everything was great
but as time goes by, love turns into hate
yes we argue, and yes we fight
my enemy in the day, my bestfriend at night
but even if I wanted to, I can't let you go
Because I came to love you, just thought you should know
and why go out there and look for other girls
your stuck on my head like each of my hairs
no matter what happens were gonna be together
when we fight were awake, so lets sleep forever.

It's a trip on how much you change in just a few years. Today in 2nd period we got our senior packets to order all that senior shit.( Class-ring, gown and cap, etc) My reality just set in. I'm fucking graduating. Looking back to freshman year i honestly couldn't tell you who my teachers were. Just had to worry about the easy stuff. Soccer, school and family. There's nothing good about growing up. I'm not ready to grow up. Phyically and even mentally. But unfortunately, everyone has to. Whether you want to or not. And i sure as hell don't want to.