Start to Finish

If someone had pointed you out to me in the hallway at the start of the year, and told me that I was going to slowly fall for you through out the year, I would have laughed. Or flipped them off. But here we are. The end of high school.

The end of something amazing, of four years of drama, of friends, of ridiculous parties. The end of waiting in line for food at the caf, of standing in the cold, waiting for the bus. The end of you sitting outside of my house, beeping your horn, saying hurry up, we'll be late. The end of hiding out under the stairs during classes, then end of food fights during lunch.  The end of us, because you're going of to England to study abroad. But know this, because nothing has ever been more true. I will remember you. And I will love you. Just like I always have, from start to finish.






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