“Rivers And Roads”

A year from now we’ll all be gone
All our friends will move away
And they’re goin’ to better places
But our friends will be gone away
Nothin’ is as it has been
And I miss your face like hell
And I guess it’s just as well
But I miss your face like hell
Been talkin’ ’bout the way things change
And my family lives in a different state
If you don’t know what to make of this
Then we will not relate
So if you don’t know what to make of this
Then we will not relate
Rivers and roads
Rivers and roads
Rivers ’til I reach you 
 
 
        This song has been on my heart and in my head as graduation approaches. The goodbyes are looming like a spiderweb in the corner of your windowsill; looking thin and intangible while intricate and sturdy at the same time. Four years of consistency and community are coming to an end causing everyone to walk around in a daze of nostalgia. People who have watched and helped me grow are going in different directions and doing such amazing things with their lives and it takes all that I have not to burst from the joy and hope I have foster for them. The love that I feel for them is deep and beyond measure; like the void of potential we are leaping into. This is the time of our lives where everything changes. Here are the first steps that that are truly your own; where are you going?