senior night, it was always emotional, having our families walk us out, and our rookies and underclasswomen teammates, but it was different with you, it wasnt happy tears of how far you came

every senior walked out with their family, Aubrey, Jana, Ayanna, me, it was tradition, and then you came, walked out alone, your jersey framed and everything, same as ours, and you looked like you were about to cry, for all the wrong reasons

we took our seats and coach geno started his speech, and i switched with Jana so i could sit next to you “hey” i whisper leaning over towards you subtly