in a month from right now we'll be living down university avenue, staying up for homework past something momma never allowed. and i know we always said we'd go crazy when we got there, but the only things we'll be popping are knuckles and daily nyquil
in elementary school all i could think about was middle school
in middle school all i could think about was high school
in high school all i could think about was 18
and now all I'm thinking about is before
i said goodbye to a best friend on my 18th birthday. i didn't think i would be sad. and it wasn't until i was eating cake and showing my mom a map of boliva that i was. i spent the rest of the night crying over his favorite hymns on my favorite instrument
i thought being 18 would mean freedom but
bolivia has my heart, and michigan has my soul. hawaii has my favorite sky, but sweetheart, the sun is setting, and so is your childhood.
theres 1 month left of leaving your cereal on the counter, and having a clean slate once you come home
you call me "night owl" because anything past 10 is kinda my thing. and you make it sound like it's irrational, but I've never not caught you staying up until the very last minute of jimmy Fallon.
and some nights I watch it with you. The nights that I'm not wasting time on my phone or with some friends, and honestly sometimes I think the whole thing is pretty stupid. But I love how much you love it, and I swear every chuckle or knee slap you do can get my mind off almost anything
Your favorite color is boring, but I guess mine is too. You buy the same shirt in like 15 colors or the same pair of pants 3 times, and it might sound like I'm making fun of you, but I'm not, or else that would make me a hypocrite.
You suck at typing but you know how to make a killer sandwich. Your singing skills aren't necessarily top shelf, but that's always where my phone seems to go when you take it away.
and I'm sorry you always have to take it away
and im sorry your rules sometimes go in one ear out the other
and im sorry if you ever felt like I didn't love you
because even though im always late for school
even though I've always loved the same boy you hate, and don't come home on curfew, and even though most times, when you ask me to hot tub with you, i say no
i will always love you
and when im gone, make sure you close the garage door and set the alarm. don't just leave your dish in the sink! Is alejandra gonna clean that up? Please, turn the laundry room light off, and always tell mom that you love her
i might not miss much when i leave for college
but i will miss our late night talks, and every "goodnight kiddo" you always seem to say after.