A New Beginning

This piece is the summary of the summer of 2008. The summer after high school graduation, when my boyfriend of two and a half years left for boot camp, my best friend moved to Texas, and the college life awaited me...

The time has come.
Hugs and kisses. Experiences changing.
Long lines of people, head to toe in fake polyester satin.
Pointy hats and shiny shoes.
Families gathered, tears and laughter.
Terribly long speeches, the authors gloat on.
Boredom sets in, anxiety creeps up.
Ironically, empty cardboard booklets twelve years in the making wait impatiently.
Bright flashes spread abroad.
Thousands of cheers, some happiness, some relief.
Persons cascading around.
Finally, completion.

The time has come.
What seems like days of love and laughter.
Pure bliss and ignorance.
Feels like floating, gravity is second nature now.
Hearts fluttering while breaking.
His different smiles, his beautiful eyes, his heart wrenching tears.
The comfort of his large, warm, binding arms.
Then suddenly, drastically, His hand falls away
Utter depression, Utter disappointment, utter disbelief.
Pain sets in, tears well up.
He’s gone.

The time has come.
Tiny cherub faces, voices matching beautifully.
Joy and innocence swarms through the room.
Bright colors exude off their tiny frames,
Like oras around their angelic beings.
Such a different, free feeling.
Happiness rises uncontrollably.
Suddenly, bright lights, big voices, cheering bystanders.
A newfound sense of gratification and pride.
A newfound love of friends, almost as my own adopted children.
They are beautiful.

The time has come.
A much anticipated trip turned awry.
The new life expected turned fearful.
New people, new expectations.
The craziness of the brightly dressed couple.
One completely happy, outgoing and sweet.
The other’s multicolored hair hides her to-be discovered cynicism.
The glassed over eyes of the scruffy boarder.
Skittles and Reese’s pieces in hand.
The awkward pretty boy, daddy’s pride and joy.
Hiding behind the cigarettes and booze, his constant companion.
The gorgeous blonde piece of sunshine.
The only element outshining the bright rays, his arrogance.
The fake smiling faces of those called superiors.
“We’re here to help you,” they mutter.
Though, it makes it all the more real now,
Stepping up in the world.

The time has come.
Only fives days.
All sign of responsible supervision, GONE.
Our time together has begun its descent.
She sleeps here. She eats here. She drinks here.
Letting the hot bubbling water accompanied by the golden froth that burns satisfactory in our stomachs calm us.
The light “fuzzy” feeling sets in.
A completely new experience.
Day after day, the fuzziness never wears away
Clothes and money, Parties and new friends, Smoothies and wraps
A week of pure freedom and happiness, until day 5.
Day 5 came and went
Friends in the day, strangers at night.
This time the fuzziness was too much to handle.
Overwhelmed by darkness, the only comfort found was in the warm hand.
The hand that made me hold onto reality,
Though the cold hard bathroom floor was more comforting than expected.
Like a preparing grave of misery and mistake.
NEVER, never was this supposed to happen.
The term 8ft tall and bulletproof was flashing through my head.
Then smacking me in the face, knocking me over onto the cold hard tile floor I found such comfort in.
 Sleep wasn’t an option.
The night felt too young, though passed too quickly.
Then a nightmare come true.
Betrayal of a friend, a family member.
Lying hurts. Too bad they didn’t consider the effects.
The sun rose in all of its pink and purple glory.
Like an awaken dream my heart skipped a beat.
The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
A sudden reminder of the love and beauty I saw in HIS eyes.
O how I missed him, he would be home soon.
The car revved, holding its three precious cargo.
 The drive dragged like a struggle with quicksand.
Completely unbearable.
Another farewell unprepared for.
Too much too handle.
Now all fences mended.
Our last giggles, our last hugs, our last tears, all gone in an instant.
Best friends, inseparable companions, torn apart without an option.
She, too, now is gone.

The time has come.
Three years of annoyance.
Three years of hard work.
Three years of being treated less than deserved.
What once used to be fun and enjoyable, now a hassle, a hardship.
Finally, over.
Finally, being treated less than mediocre, no longer an issue.
The people, though, the people.
How great they are.
Smiles and laughter.
Uncountable good times.
The drama and anger was easily triumphed over by the joy and silliness of it all.
How I’ll miss them.
And the boy whose silent insecurities only drew me closer to him
The boy who kept me there much longer than necessary
How much I'll dread not seeing him each day.

The time has come.
Four long treasures.
Four manuscripts of pure genius.
As if they were written for only me.
The overwhelming emotions I connected with on every level.
Amazing.
Though the story had ended, a completely sound and sleepful night awaited me.
The saga that had captivated my heart, that had begun to sew up the missing hole.
Pure beauty and splendor that spread across the pages time and time again.
My joy for reading had returned.
And though the missing piece in my heart was only days from being mended,
It was more than comfortable waiting.
It had something to hold onto.

The time has come.
For new beginnings.
New friends, new places, new dreams.
Fear, excitement, anticipation, happiness
What my whole life has been leading up to thus far.
Here we go…

Reviews

[Ethan]

WOW GREAT WRITe

[Wildecat]

This is fantastic write, I too remember my new beginning after high school graduation. Well done.

[Flow~]

What a wonderful write, I really liked reading your feelings on your new beginning, a new page in our life. You have captured the moments, feelings and emotions very well. Excellent poem

[Bhavya Kaushik]

Wow! What a flow, this is simply flawless and such a brilliant piece of writing...
The journey and the entire experience has been described so beautifully here,
Great work :)