Changing scenery is always an adjustment. Leaving home is hard to do, but leaving Oxford is just as worse. And going from place to place takes a toll on my heart. Each time, though, my friends make the move with me. Wherever I am and however long it has been since I have spoken to them, it feels like no time has passed.
I was so scared leaving home last summer because I was afraid that the next time I came home I wouldn't have my friends. I was scared that we would change and it wouldn't make sense anymore. Well, we did change. We don't think the same ways anymore and we have done our fair share of growing up. But what matters is that we matter to each other. We haven't let the distance get to us.
I will miss them this year.
So here is to the memories that we will make -- with and without each other.
When you fell, you fell towards me.
When you crashed in the clouds, you found me.
Oh, please don't go.
Your big dream is crashing down and out your door.
Wake up and dream once more...
If all you wanted was me, I'd give you nothing less.
Come back when you can.
Until we are back in each others' arms, we will always have Barcelona.
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