I’m wondering if you’re counting down the days
Till I get on a plane and leave
Leaving you behind.
I wonder what you’re going to do
As you sit in the diner alone
Eating a bagel
That you bought
With your own money.
I wonder if you’ll think of me
On the cold crisp nights
Wishing my car would be sitting there
Waiting for you to come home.
I wonder if you’ll listen for the door to open
And the sound of footsteps
Coming up the stairs.
I wonder if you’ll miss my gap teeth and stringy hair
My texts, my calls
And my “I hate you” face.
I wonder if you will miss me.
I found out that I am graduating in the spring.. It’s kind of bittersweet but I know leaving this place is for the best.