the halls grow quieter each day
pages of notebooks thin with time
final bells echo softer than the first
the clock moves forward
but i feel still for a moment
caught between what was
and what waits
i leave behind desks marked with memories
laughter folded into corners of classrooms
names i may never speak again
but won’t forget
this is the end of a chapter
not the end of the story
just a turning of the page
the ink dries
i take a breath
and begin again
dear diary,
today is Christmas and I got a new Barbie.
she probably doesn’t like me because
i still haven’t taken her out of the
last year on my birthday
i wished for a soulmate
i didnt get one
not in the way i thought i would
but i have you
maybe you were what i was wishing for
i know youll always pick me
i blew out the candles
and made a wish
i wished for love
like i always do
but something felt
different
more melancholy
like maybe i wont
get my wish
i have my whole life
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