JM
Don’t analyze for grammar, think instead that each sentence is just a thought running through the mind.
It saddens me. Just a thought. A playful distraction of the imagination. As friends depart and arrive to and from orientation. It dawns upon us. All of us. We will miss each other. More than we can possibly imagine. We will lose connections that were made through those four years of high school. The six years since middle school. The fifteen years since elementary school. Without a doubt some friendships will stay together, and some may even grow stronger. For the most part however, no… we will lose contact. And those that do stay together, well things wont exactly be the same as they were in high school. Or as they were before that. Or before that. It’s a terrible thing. Call it what you want. Pessimism, defeatists, terrible friendship. I’ll call it realism. College changes people. Life changes people. As the cliché goes, “life moves on.” How many of us really want to move on? I find it astounding, and tormenting, how hard it is to let go of high school. Not for all of us though. What scares me the most is the friendships breaking. It took years to build that trust, that connection, that drama, that love, that sex (for some), those stories, those heartbreaks, those heartfixes , those everythings. Those handholds. How could all that be gone in a matter of 3 months? 3 months. But who says it has to be gone. We’ll make it work, we’ll make it last. We’ll make it last. Prove me wrong, and make it last. I love to be wrong. Prove me wrong. For my own sake, prove me wrong. Please prove me wrong. Is that why these connections made between us all are called “relationships”. As relationships are built, trust is built, love is built. And it is the purpose of every ship to drift off into the world. For a lesser cause, a greater cause, into a world of nothingness and beauty. Some ships may be tossed through the storm, through the jagged rocks, and be damaged, be made weaker. Some return stronger, and more united. And some do not return at all. Is that the purpose of these relationships. To be tossed into the world. To do greater things. To let go. To change. Change isn’t a bad thing. It’s a scary thing, is a fun thing, it’s a wonderful thing. It’s an everything. New world, new problems, new friends, bring it on. Old friends? Can we make it last? Prove me wrong. Lets make it last. Please lets make it last. For the sake of ourselves right now. Lets make it last.
I will prove you wrong..I will. For the sake of all of us, I will prove you wrong. I have once before to AC. :) We can do this guys! I love you guys (and I’m sober.)
Love always,
Briii
