Sometimes instead of putting down your stupid small town
That nobody has ever heard about
In the depths of Ohio,
You should appreciate it.
Appreciate the quiet summer nights
With the annoying crickets
And the late night drives
With a boy who is the center of your attention
But probably won’t be in 6 months.
Enjoy being so naive
That you can invest in a relationship like that
And just throw yourself in
Without much hesitation
And ignore your parents when they try to tell you
'You won't remember your friends in 20 years'
Because you just assume that things have a happy ending
Or that they last forever.
Enjoy senior year
It will be your last year of that.
Your last year of consistency
In the way you have lived
Pretty much all your life,
And your last year of being able to assume
That things are everlasting and never changing
Because soon, it seems like everything will be.
Sincerely, Almost Graduated