As the night gets darker, many more meteors illuminate the sky. Flashes of light against dark, a stunning display of astronomical beauty. What I would give to watch the meteor shower on the roof of a house with blankets, with friends, with lovers. But instead, I lie on my bed, my mother unwilling to leave the comforts of her house, and my father unwilling to leave his computer. I can imagine what it would be like, to be a family, but the image is shattered and I know the best I can do is smile and pretend. So I cry and I weep for all the love lost, but at the end of the day I'm me in my life and that's all I'll ever be. I can't change the past, but I can make the future. And I promise myself that I'll love and love deeply because I know how much it hurts to be alone.
Aww... This is so sad :(
ReplyDeleteDoesn't entirely sound like you either way. :S So very... moralistic/emotionally go-forward.
I didn't even know about the meteor shower until after it happened.