Hey you! My new boyfriend is Jason Omar Cornejo! I'm not really sure about my thoughts from the past anymore.. People can be independent, but also be with someone.. Two independent people together.. Or is it more like half independent and half independent or is it codependency? Well never mind, doesn't matter. All I'm doing now is watching anime movies and thinking about how to get a prepaid phone. I'm thinking about whether I should wait for my brother to just buy me the phone or use my money to get a prepaid phone and minutes or just wait for him to get it for me. That money was supposed to be for the Anime Expo or for those super cool cloud pants i saw at the store.. rawr >o< sigh~
The bridge collapsed after I blinked my eyes once and soon all it was rubble, blocking the flow of the river. That was the end. My mother called to me from far away and I had to return home that night. She asked me why I had been sighing ever since we got home.
"It's because that was my favorite bridge. Where I met Keito."
"Well you know he's gone now. He's not going to come back. "
I told myself over and over again that he would come again, but I knew my mother was trying to make me deal with reality. I sighed, and walked away from her. "We're such a dysfunctional family.", I thought to myself.
The next day, I climbed the mountain and looked down below to see all of the city and the broken bridge. I smiled, as the memories that felt so real from the past began to seep through the cracks. My fingers pulled through the locks of hair flowing down to my shoulders. My hair had been getting longer. How long has it been? Since I've seen him.. Now it feels like maybe he never really existed. The only thing that proves his existence now is just my thoughts of him that keep him alive.
Small pillars of blue light began to spread like puddles of water below my feet and my body began to sink into the abyss. It was pulling me in and there was no escape no matter how much I screamed and struggled. "Help! Somebody help me!" There was no use, no one except me came up to the mountains anymore and all that could be heard were the sounds of the animals and cicadas. Everything went black and the unconscious pulled me in.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Posted by JULIET at 2:16 PM
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