The end.

This sucks. It sucks that whatever I have is gonna end soon. Opening a new chapter of my life isn’t as exciting as I thought it would be. This chapter hasn’t even ended yet and I’m being pushed to move on to the next. What if I don’t want to? What if I found what I have been looking for in this chapter and I can’t hang on to it and carry it with me to the next? I have found it, just this week and I’m sad. I don’t want to let go. Change is good, change is for the better, but change, I DON’T WANT YOU RIGHT NOW. I don’t want to say goodbye. Not now.