Disappearing Days

Is it really February already? Where did January go? December felt like yesterday.
The older I get, the faster days disappear.
The older I get, the more I feel I'm losing something.

The best day is the First

Yeah, now that I think about it, the best day of my break was the first one. The first day is always the best. Now there's only one day left, and all I can think about is it ending. I hate that.

Last Day

It's the last day of the year. The last day. You shall never see 2012 when you write the date on your papers anymore. I'm trying to figure out how I feel about that.

White Sea

It's a sea of white outside. Even at night. I can see from my window almost as clear as day, maybe even clearer because I look out the windows more at night. The sky did show some blue yesterday, but it's back to being it's white like the piles of snow outside. All white, white, white.

I feel like a Shark

With the seconds counting down, disappearing with the sunset, I found it harder to breathe on this easy day, than on the day I was always swimming after them.