As soon as it started it ended. No more waking up early. No more wishing it was over. No more seeing the one person you like. No more anything. Everything went by so fast. But it was all wonderful. Well not all of it. Only some parts, all of which involve running. My one true passion. I may not be the best but I love it. Just like school ended, track has too. Do I miss school? No, I only miss track and my friends. Track kept me in shape, both physically and mentally. But it's over. I have to wait until it comes back. But cross country is going to roll around bringing back everything I love. Including that one person. But it doesn't matter what I think. I will always be the outcast of the running groups. I am not that fast. I am not that outgoing. I can't afford to go to running camps. I can't afford track itself. Which Is why I must work, work, and then work some more. But everything new will start next year. New school year. New running seasons. New me. Everything will get a new title. Hopefully one where I can finally be with the one I love.
