my writiing is not for the weak hearted

Posted by ScarletLovesRufio , 6/5/10 4:51 PM


this year has gone by so fast
and it's a trip that
we
are
done.
graduation was a moment i will never forget, we were all there, in one place, experiencing the same thing, but we all had different reactions. tears of joy, tears of pain, laughter, fear, all present in one place. this was the end of high school. there are so many memories in those four walls that kept us captive for four years, but those walls that i hated so much, i will never resent.
so many hugs and so many kisses, so many good lucks and best wishes, so much hoping for the best for each other, all our differences aside to wish the very best for our peers. moments that were too short, moments we wished we can live in forever. but it all came to an end
as grad night approached, i was sober for the first two hours, and mind you, bored as hell. but being at the happiest place on earth, presented endless possibilities, me being me, i took opportunity by the balls and made lemons into sweet blue and white surprises. happier than ever with music pumping through my veins, i held onto his hand for comfort, to let him experience the ecstacy that i was in, nirvana. . but i don't resent you, i have no regrets, just a lesson learned. when all my happiness came to a halt, it was horrible, i felt so alone, i needed human contact. because i did not want to be alone. but there wasn't enough hands in the bus or the school that could comfort me. the right hand was not there. nor was it anywhere. but i made it through so here i am, a survivor or loneliness, still alone, but a survivor.

just for you badar

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