is this the end?

Staring at the sky and wondering what's next
for this old soul, for this young mind.

2007 quietly slips away,
as I argue with you,
As the tv softly lulls them to sleep
and the dog curls up at my feet.

2008 will begin and soon my life will change,
along with everyone else's.
College, moving away, leaving town for good.

I don't like change.
Quite the opposite, I loathe it.
I'd be happy if i could stay lost in a moment forever.

Though I am growing up,
As strange as that seems.
And what I've learned,
Is disappointing, as one would think.

Love becomes dull,
As your temper flares.
Life only offers more opportunities.
For art, education, and love and loss.

I've learned to cope in 2007,
I've learned to laugh and love again.

Yet something makes a lump form in my throat
When I think of the new year,
When I think of 2008.

When I think of losing you,
And the major life changes.
Maybe, love, you're already gone.

Or maybe...it's me who is gone, after all.