After I moved I realized some of the biggest things I miss are the little things. The sun would shine through a window creating a sunny spot on the carpet floor. The cozy living room. The wood plank that led to the top of a white shed in our backyard. I used to go up there and look up at the clouds. How my school didn't have iPads and I would spend more time outside and not on technology. I miss those things. Here the backyard is small. The living room is big. The sun doesn't shine as much through the windows. And technology puts a wall between me and playing outside. But I have new opportunities here as well. I act more like my self than I did at my old school. New friends, new beginnings, new school(which can be terrifying at times.) but it's not so bad. Enjoy the little things while you still have them.
Let her go by: Passenger
Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missing home
Only know you love her when you let her go