It was a comet. The boy saw the comet and he felt as though his life had meaning. And when it went away, he waited his entire life for it to come back to him. It was more than just a comet because of what it brought to his life: direction, beauty, meaning. There are many who couldn’t understand, and sometimes he walked among them. But even in his darkest hours, he knew in his heart that someday it would return to him, and his world would be whole again… and his belief in God and love and art would be re-awakened in his heart. The boy saw the comet and suddenly his life had meaning.
–One Tree Hill
Over a year ago, I started this blog because I thought that maybe he would see these words and that they would reach him, touch him in a way that I never could. Here I am, same two feet and same two hands typing away. I sit here and I read all of the words that came pouring out of me and sometimes, I can still feel what I felt when I read them again. I ache when I read them. I mourn for that girl, who she was when she wrote them. So apologetic.
You are my love in my life
You are my inspiration
Just you ‘n me
Simple and free
Baby you’re everything I’ve ever dreamed of, yeah yeah
-Chicago
I am not who I was, and it stays with me. There was a day I realized that you, that this was meant to happen. It was almost as if I could feel everything again, like every color was more vibrant and every scent was stronger. I looked in the mirror and was satisfied with the person in front of it. I even drove 876 miles and found myself all over again. For once, I did something completely for me. All of the ash in my body, reigniting and becoming fire.
Inside these lines 