Quickly, my eyes wonder. My gaze goes around those people, those places. They all mean something, somehow i've made them part of my world.
Slowly, i disconnect. I can't recall what i wanted to say, i dont remember who i've been and who i want to be. I float around my uncertainty, random music in my ears.
"I am going to head home now. See you tomorrow."
The words come out without my thinking. Home, yes. This is not it yet. And it's okay.
Math. Biology. Singing, playing guitar, drinking, smoking.
Surfing.
Maybe i need greater motivation, i should find a goal. Lately, it's been hard to keep track of what keeps me going that way. A part of it is her. Her eyes contain the light i need, the energy and love, the warmth, the comfort. Tell me, will you be here next year ? tell me, where will we be ? In 2, in 5 years ?
YOU ARE READING
in my 18yr old mind
Spirituellesa key to my soul hi there !! I basically like to write small pieces of text in english as I live my chaotic and teenage life. Read it, don't, I couldn't care less 🫶🏻
