I remember asking "but what if she didn't want to go?"
I remember seeing the same condition affect a close friend.
I remember not crying at his funeral, and instead went into complete apathy
I remember hating life
I remember cursing god
I remember seeing my "friends" for who they really were
I remember secluding myself
I remember the temperature and the feel of the knife.
I remember a voice in my head.
I remember the weight of the words putting the knife down.
And because of that I can now say:
I remember my first time holding hands.
I remember the feeling of getting paid for doing my hobby
I remember smelling the cinnamon rolls on Christmas morning
I remember my brother shocked that I was a foot and a half taller during his two yea leave
I remember hearing "50 Ways to Say Goodbye" during my first time driving alone
I remember the cruise ship where I made 4 Canadian friends.
I remember coming back and seeing that the friends I had were the best people I had ever met
I remember gaining full trust in my friends again
I remember going to Lake Powell and dancing in front of my mangager to Carried Away by Passion Pit with my best friend and not giving a damn.
I remember when he told me that I calmed him down during a panic attack
I remember going back to school and not dreading it
I remember when I first heard Title and Registration and decided to become a better person.
I remember the New Years party where we played Just Dance and forgot that we were gonna watch the sun rise this year.
I remember when I stopped hearing the same tone in "I Love You" because I had trusted them.
I remember forgetting that because the "I Love You"'s from people I had known for 2 months were better.
I remember feeling as though I had gained so many friends.
I remember that half of them won't carry conversation with me anymore.
I remember spending Halloween playing Monopoly and still loving the people I played with.
I remember the first time I heard Hello My Old Heart
And Heaven Go Easy On Me
And I Have Made Mistakes
And Vultures
I remember when I cancelled on a month long plan because I was once again feeling unimportant.
I remember his face and how it destroyed me emotionally for the next 12 hours.
I remember when I was told that I was one of the most important people in her life.
I remember getting a job so that I could get presents for others instead of buying things for myself.
As horribly corny and stupid as it sounds;
It really does get better.
It'll be bad at times
You'll still experience heartache
But you can't miss the little things
Because to others
It might not be so little.
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