Nothing is forever. Forever is a lie. All we have is what's between hello and goodbye.

 

HIGH SCHOOL



This is how to run a stick of Chapstick
down the black boxes on your scantron
so the grading machine skips the wrong
answers. This is how to honor roll. Hell,
this is how to National Honor Society.
This is being voted “Most Likely to Marry
for Money” or “Talks the Most, Says the
Least” for senior superlatives. This is
stepping around the kids having panic
attacks in the hallway. This is being the
kid having a panic attack in the hallway.
This is making the A with purple moons
stamped under both eyes. We had to try.
This is telling the ACT supervisor you have
ADHD to get extra time. Today, the average
high school student has the same anxiety
levels as the average 1950’s psychiatric
patient. We know the Pythagorean theorem
by heart, but short-circuit when asked
“How are you?” We don’t know. We don’t
know. That wasn’t on the study guide.
We usually know the answer, but rarely
know ourselves.

HIGH SCHOOL By Blythe Baird (via blythebrooklyn)

If I cut you off, chances are, you handed me the scissors.

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(Source: adimaho)

November 1st

I really miss you; we need to hang out a lot more.
We used to be so close.

November 23rd

Seeing you today made me happy.
I can’t believe we drifted off.
I am so glad we’re close again.

December 31st

I couldn’t go to the party tonight I’m grounded.
Sorry! I’ll see you tomorrow though.
I need to talk to you.

January 1st

I’ve texted you about 100 times today,
You haven’t answered any of them.
I’m scared. I hope it isn’t true.

January 8th

Today they pulled us into the gym.
They told us all what happened.
They told us the counselors would be open.

January 26th

I saw your mom today.
We didn’t even say a word, we couldn’t.
I gave her your favorite flowers, pink peonies.
We cried for hours.

February 8th

Your funeral was sad.
The entire school showed up.
Yes even the ones who were mean to you.
I couldn’t talk at the stand, I just cried.

March 29th

I haven’t written in a while.
I don’t know what to say anymore.
Some mornings I can’t get out of bed.

April 12th

I never got the chance to tell you I loved you.
I mean loved you, loved you. Now you’ll never know.

April 30th

I sit by your grave for a few hours everyday.
The doctors tell me it’s not healthy, I tell them I don’t care.

May 2nd

I still love you and it worries me because
I’ll never love anyone the way I love you.

May 5th

I’m scared because I’m starting to forget
The sound of your voice and
The way your eyes shine in the sunlight
And the warmth of your hugs

May 18th

I’m sorry I wasn’t there that night.
It should have never happened.
I was always supposed to be there for you.

June 16th

I haven’t had a sip of alcohol since the accident.
It’s not fair he lived and you didn’t.
The police said he was drunk. It’s not fair you died.

June 19th

It’s getting bad, I need you here.

July 9th

I still love you.

July 21st

I’m coming to see what it’s like over where you are.
I’ll see you soon.

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