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Glass and Goodbyes
Topic Started: Oct 30 2010, 05:53 PM (228 Views)
White Wolf
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I was actually going to put this as a poem in the sad forum, but because it doesn't really have stanzas, I thought it should go in the your stories section intsead. :P I would be grateful for comments. :)


Can you hear it? That sound.
The stars move, and everything is gone, emotions and people alike, never unchanging. I am a selfish person, I can never bring happiness to others, I only think of myself. Seperation is hard. Leaving is lonely. Parting, that last goodbye, is so sad. Loneliness, find a way to fight it, or at least to cope with it. So happy, so sad, bittersweet. There is someone, this world is so big, so there has to be someone there who is perfect for you. Everyone has someone out there, waiting, so that they can fight together, or at least hold each other and cope.
Can you hear it?
That moment, when you smile, that last smile, that last laugh, that last word. Goodbye.
That sound.
Time is cruel and gentle, these memories fade, there is nothing one can do, it's all fading, forever. I feel like crying, but the tears won't come. I'm almost to the point where I don't care if they'll burn, just let them come. I need the release. Why can't I cry, when I want to so very much? I felt like such a helpless idiot that day. And that day. And that day. He was crying because we were leaving, each other, that place, emotions, memories. She was crying for me. I just stood there with an awkward smile, like an uncaring idiot. I know now that I should have embraced him, I should have shown her how much I cared that she was shedding tears for me, me of all people, I should have shown him how much pain those tears caused me, but instead, I just stood there, watching him. She called herself a baby, a child for crying. Does that make me the adult, the cold, uncaring adult? I do not wish to be that. I wish that I could apologize to her for that day, I wish that I could hug him now, and everything would be okay. But I know it won't. Because I did nothing, those people will always have scars on their hearts, on those memories, from those moments, the last time we saw each other. Because I just stood there.
That sound.
The very first time that I was born as a human, in such a soft, delicate body, a man asked me a question. I truly wish that I could go back and tell him the truth. I wish that I could go back and hug them, like they needed me to. I wish that I could go back and save and protect and love all the people I couldn't the first time.
That sound.
Somepeople don't notice when the time comes to wrap things up, to say goodbyes. They keep smiling and telling themselves and everyone else that they will meet again, that there will be another party, with a brand new photo album, waiting to be filled with captured scenes that had already been treasured by someone else, that had already started to crumple and fall to dust. Those kinds of people, are then the loneliest of all of us, waiting with a camera and a blank photo album at a table where the feast is ever getting colder, waiting for the long gone people to arrive at a party that could never be, because it had already been, the party had passed, there was and is only one. Those are the people who want things to never change, who are afraid of being alone in the rippling future.
Can you hear it?
Some people are obsessed with keeping it all unchanging, for everyone to be by their side forever, because they couldn't hear it. They couldn't hear that sound.
All endings are somewhat sad. Everyone cried, suddenly so very lonely. I am unimaginably lonely, I am unbelievably sad, but I cannot shed a single tear. I can only smile sadly, and hope that someone will notice my silhouette standing by itself, and see the pain in my eyes, and see the invisible tears that I am drowning in. Time flows, the sun rises and sets, no matter who is laughing, no matter who dies, and the stars move, you are left alone, and everything is gone, emotions and people alike, never again the same as that moment when everyone was together and happy, never unchanging. So bittersweet are the fading memories of that last time that we were all there, together, laughing, at the very last banquet. But that last word pries itself into the picture eventually, breaking the lense. Goodbye. Can you hear it? Goodbye. The sound of shattering glass.
Goodbye.
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kelseyyy.
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oh my god, i love this so much. it brought back so many memories... made me cry actually. i think this is amazing.
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White Wolf
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*smiles* Thank you, Kelsey.
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Mr.Abstract
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Wow, this reminds me of basically my life from sixth grade to a little over a year ago. if it wasn't for the fact that i was anchored by a good friend i might have had a break down. i love it, keep up the good work.:3
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White Wolf
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^_^ Thanks.
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