Coming Home

we're the same, but we're not

we try to grin and bear it and deal with the fact that people are making new friends, taking a different path, sharing their life with other people.....changing

it's hard to accept the newness, but that's the only choice we have if we want to keep a shred of what we once had with each other

excited to see you, but nervous that i won't know you anymore

nervous that i've been forgotten and a new friend has taken my place

we all carry a different "air" as though we now know the world and had the time of our lives experiencing it

you crave the familiar, till you realize the familiar is where you are now, not where you were then

sometimes coming home is harder than staying away....

Author's Notes/Comments: 

how i feel when i come back from school

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Allison Carr's picture

i love this, and feel the exact same way. i love my school friends, and hate being away from them even for a weekend. i feel like i'm missing a limb when i don't see them for like, a day. but i hate that, because i miss you guys and love you, but things are so different now. you know.