Office by Alex Penny
I say goodbye to you all the time. We’ve legitimately done this countless times. I know it’s only a few months and I know I can visit you anytime this summer. But something about this goodbye just feels different. It’s really bumming me out. I just don’t know what to do with myself. This week has been perfect. I’ve seen you every single day. I don’t want you to leave. I can’t help but think about how this is your last summer before you go off to the real world and it just bums me out. Maybe it’s a bit selfish, but sometimes I worry about whether or not I’ll fit in your life after this year. When you go out on your own, where does that leave me? You’re my best friend. I count on you every day whether you notice or not. I’m not ready for you to go. Tomorrow you leave for the summer. Not far away. But not here either. And I’m not ready to say goodbye yet.
But I think part of it is because of you.
But I just love you so much. I love your stupid conversations and the way you make faces at me from across the room. Ugh. So much love. Just give it a chance.
(via infectedwiththistown)
It kind of kills me to know the intimate details of your personal life. I mean, I’m glad that we’re close enough to talk about everything. And I know part of you only tells me that to throw me off. But it doesn’t make it any easier.