Looking back

Well, it's the end,
I look back and see it all,
It's all lead to this moment,
Every single word, look, emotion,
Every good and bad conversation,
The mourning, the grief and the meandering nights with the guys,
Two bottles and a laugh till dawn,
The family gatherings and my mum buying me my first pair of football shoes,
My aunts caring for me like their own,
It's all gone in the blink of an eye,
Now I stand on the edge, the moon in front, and nowhere to turn back.