zahra

She is gone, everyone is gone.

Summer is a funny thing. As much as I tried to make it last, it didn't. Before I knew it people were gone, and it was all over.

I miss her already. I miss all of them.

It's not the goodbye (I mean it is, but..) it's the changes. The distance. The individuality. Everything I've wanted is coming true, but it all scares me.

I am going to miss so much. I'll make anew, start my own life for the first time, but I'll never forget.