one more month left in the summer
one month left to see my friends
because i'll still be here
but they'll be gone
off to their futures as i find mine
they'll be one call away
but no longer one run
from going through the same things
to having different lives
from having nothing but boredom
to being too busy to answer a phone
alone, out into the world i'm hurled
pride and hate swirls being left alone
© Tafari