Last
The very last post in this blog. . .so what do ya'll think. . .if it's not well it's not this one then your probably wrong hehe.
OK but seriously tons of things have gone through my head lately and the one that I seem to be able to grab and hold on to only because it's been so repetively flying through is last.
The last time to see a friend. . . before they die in a car wreck
The last time to talk to a buddy
The last time to see a coach before she moves
The last time to keep touch with an old friend
The last time to hold someone close
The last time to call your home, home and know it's true
The last time to be a kid
The last time to be able to screw up
The last time to breath
The last time to have your heart beat
The last time to know your safe
The last time to see all your friends
The last time to have a get together
The last time to be annoying
The last time to smile to those who know what it means
The last time to hang out with those who know you
The last time to type the last time
How many lasts do you get, is it worth a day of work, is it worth and hour of life, is it worth . . . I don't know
but I'm here thinking of lasts and thinking of what I'm gonna miss, what I may soon miss, what others miss, what I'm guaranteed to miss, and I'm to the point where I'm even having dreams about leaving now, and I was even crying when I suddenly realized I was off to college next week and ya'll had started school I woke up and realized when I was sitting around bored waiting for school to get out to bother you that was all part of a dream. I'm me and that's about all there is to describe it, but man I miss all of ya'll except Diedre because she's the only one I see anymore and Daniel ok I'm swithcing to email I can't figure out how to unblock you dumb brother
And I don't want that to be the last time to talk to you.
Alright
The one who misses is signing off
OK but seriously tons of things have gone through my head lately and the one that I seem to be able to grab and hold on to only because it's been so repetively flying through is last.
The last time to see a friend. . . before they die in a car wreck
The last time to talk to a buddy
The last time to see a coach before she moves
The last time to keep touch with an old friend
The last time to hold someone close
The last time to call your home, home and know it's true
The last time to be a kid
The last time to be able to screw up
The last time to breath
The last time to have your heart beat
The last time to know your safe
The last time to see all your friends
The last time to have a get together
The last time to be annoying
The last time to smile to those who know what it means
The last time to hang out with those who know you
The last time to type the last time
How many lasts do you get, is it worth a day of work, is it worth and hour of life, is it worth . . . I don't know
but I'm here thinking of lasts and thinking of what I'm gonna miss, what I may soon miss, what others miss, what I'm guaranteed to miss, and I'm to the point where I'm even having dreams about leaving now, and I was even crying when I suddenly realized I was off to college next week and ya'll had started school I woke up and realized when I was sitting around bored waiting for school to get out to bother you that was all part of a dream. I'm me and that's about all there is to describe it, but man I miss all of ya'll except Diedre because she's the only one I see anymore and Daniel ok I'm swithcing to email I can't figure out how to unblock you dumb brother
And I don't want that to be the last time to talk to you.
Alright
The one who misses is signing off
