End of Quarter

Leaves rustle upon the ground
California's December like Virginia's fall
Not many people to be found
So few contacts I could call
Potential brimmed at quarter's start
New beginning, time for change
Hope found comfort in my heart
That I'd soon learn new names
But nothing's ever as I dream
And life just takes its course
And solitutde was meant for me
So it won with it's force
I must believe I am alone
In thinking as I may
For I do not want to go home
I'd really rather stay
For one more class
For one more laugh
For one more interaction
But off I'll go
Across the map
For my past's satisfaction
That I've come home
Gone back in time
To moments I've moved on from
But that is just
What I must do
To prove to them I love them
For at least
They are there
Unlike the others
Who passed by me each day
That I interacted with
Who upon each quarter's end
I never really see again