Along the Lines of Hard

Choking back the tears you wish weren't there in the first place.
Counting down the days.
Missing people who have yet to leave, and
Knowing that by next Friday, you'll have a real reason to miss them.
Planning for a senior school year that was based around a friend you no longer get to go to school with.
Smiling and joking about the plans you secretly pray will come true.
Realizing that all those plans you've made so far haven't worked the way you want them to, and
Hoping that just this once, your plans will come into reality the way you want them.
Knowing that in eight days, you will have to say goodbye to the convenience of texting someone.
Praying that letters will be enough.
Trying to be brave.