Us

This was it. The last few months before we headed our separate ways to be the people we were meant to be. The last few months before we found out who we were. We'd spent six years together, laughing, crying, loving, smiling, falling, living. We'd spent six years working hard to make our parents proud, to make ourselves proud. Six years. And now it was over. We'd still see each other every four or five months; we would gather and share stories of our new and exciting lives, of the new people we would become, independent and confident and strong. But nothing would ever be the same.

We'd spent so many years working hard so we could live later. But now we were abandoning all judgment. We were jumping in headfirst. We were invincible. And maybe this was always the way it was supposed to be. This was us.