My friends, remember me with laughter and cry not. This should not be a time of sadness but a time to congratulate ourselves; we survived high school and have bright futures ahead of us. We will see each other again some day, and I'm sure we'll chat online. So, I leave you with this: This is not goodbye, this is see you later. And I am not gone, I'm simply hiding. So won't you play hide and seek with me? Just like old times, in the school yard, in the school during International club, in the dark of Anime club, behind your back in self defense club, behind the trees at tennis practice, or when my face is behind my palm after an awkward comment.
...hearing your laughter and making you laugh so hard that it brings tears to your eyes.
...your tight hugs that either hold me close to the ground or lift me straight into the air.
...the comfort of someone running their fingers through my hair and making braids as they played around with it.
...the way you guys know what to say to make me break out into hysterical laughter 'til I can't breath.
...the family I created with my "husband" and our "sons".
...the way my sophomore nagged me to get a boyfriend, but I never listened to her.
...the way my mom would become protective whenever an older man hit on me.
...the way mom and I laughed together after that and how we know how to get each other into a fit of giggles.
...Sharing a chair at a crowded table.
...the annoying way you guys would poke me in the sides because you knew I was ticklish. You just wanted a reaction that you always received.
...the way he looked me in the eyes when he talked to me and hugged me so tight.
...hiking the trails with my family and watching the waterfalls as we passed by.
...kayaking to the old, abandoned ship-wreck.
...doing something really dorky with you all and getting a lot of concerned stairs from passers by.
...laughing about it later.
...Breaking out into song in club or on the ride home from prom: "I'll Make a Man Out of You" was my favorite.
There is so much more but I wouldn't have room to fit it all. The truth is:
Tonight we graduate, but we won't be far from each other, we will be closer.
Listening to: Goodbye Logik- Madsen
Reading: A Thousand Splendid Suns- Khaled Hosseini