I used to wake up in the morning, content with life because I knew I could wake up to 3 things. A seat in my major's class of 2010, a beautiful campus, and a best friend only steps away from my room. Now that two of those things are gone, I only have one good thing to wake up to in the morning. One reason that I still love being there. And I don't know if that's enough.
I gave up everything to be with you. And now you're leaving. How am I supposed to feel?
I know we're just slow dancing in a burning room. Should I discourage your hands upon my wait and run? Because it's been downhill since we happened. But exhilarating in my heart. Sacrifices must be made to pursue the things you love most. Are you going to have be one of those sacrifices?