Ended up loving the place.

Leaving My Life Behind

The house seems smaller,

Without furniture.

The men move through,

Grabbing the last of my life

And loading it up into the truck.

I stand still holding my breath.

Twelve years.

I collapse to the floor

 Of my empty room.

The carpet rough against my bare legs.

The summer sun shining on my face.

Tears flood my eyes,

Filling them with the memories of the past.

My shoulders moving up and down,

My breath becoming hard.

Pull it together.

Quickly I leave,

Starting a new life up from the ground.

Where the hell is Iowa?

I didn’t know anything other than

The green grasses of Indiana.

Fourteen years.

I watch as my life grows into a distant memory,

And I move on into a new beginning.

him.

Suspense

His hands grip the wheel,

Clasping on it for dear life.

My heart is beating at the speed of light,

Pounding through my chest.

My sweaty hands are fiddling with my coat.

The car is stopped,

But the world is spinning.

Thump, Thump, Thump

My heart still moves faster and faster,

Picking up speed.

The suspense is eating away.

What is he going to say next?

Where could this leave me?

Will I be left in the dust?

Laid out to dry in the beating sun,

Like clothes on a hanging rack,

Getting pounded by the brisk wind.

Or will I be gliding through the ocean,

Wild and free,

With a grin on my face.

Night time thoughts

Music college life friendship.... My life had been something totally different. Life changes as you grow older and change with the crowd. But some things never really change. The people you hang out with might be different but are they really different? Are the things you do or how you view yourself any different than what or who you used to be?  But even if nothing really has changed things still change in some way. They might not be as visible as friends  or the place you live, but they are still there.  Well there's my weird vent. I know it might not make sense. It's also kind of late and I'm laying in bed in the dark, with just the light of my phone screen and the moon light coming through my window. Love you guys. Sam

Ps, listen to Lorde! She is great! It's incredible how much talent a girl her age could have.