An Open Letter

The water pulled back from the shore today. I was sitting in S’s house and we were talking about moving soon and leaving things behind. I realized how I’m not going to be able to hang out with N and L anymore, and not be able to do martial arts with them. Or other stupid shit. I’m not going to be able to see C, or M, and also W. It’s going to be weird losing so much of the structure I held dear to me. I didn’t want to really acknowledge it, since I think it’s going to hurt and I’d rather cherish the time I have.