swinging on the tip of the plane
as it cuts through the dark night.
gazing upwards to twinkling stars
but downwards to my heart.
departing from the land I loved,
from the place where time was still,
still moving even through golden days
and silver nights, resting on memories passed.
memories of the days of old
where not I, but others were the ones to go.
bidding adeus and farewells, but not long
’till teardrops fell like heavy welts upon the earth.
day after day turning into year after year
and yet never getting over the heartbreak
of leaving behind those familiar faces
and passing by, as ships in the distance.
but each bittersweet departure between friends
only opens up more to be explored,
only makes this dark planet a bit brighter,
only makes me closer to this small world of ours
and as the chilly air cuts through my mind
my thoughts turn crystal as the green light beckons me on
onwards to a new future and a bright beginning
chasing the horizon to the edges of the earth
but the compass for a fantastic future
will always be cemented in the lives of our past
And no matter how the dreams of our future change
we find solace in the friends we have made, in the gentle embraces, in the sweet farewells of the past.
As the school year winds down, my mind turns to a more contemplative state, of times gone past.
The natural tendency at this time of graduations and promotions seems to indulge in some fond memories as the teachers grow more lax and there finally emerges the hopes of free time.
Reminiscing about the past has the ability to bring many tears of joy to your eyes, as the memories of success and bliss can be quite powerful. But, just as importantly, one must remember the mistakes, the hardships, the blunders and stupidity of times past.
I have not lived up to my goals, and I am disappointed.
Nervous hands, nervous feet
People crowded all around
Awkwardly swaying to the beat
Of the tune
Of the music
Of the slooooow song
That seems to last a lifetime.
Looking into your eyes
Both sweating like crazy
But still so excited
For this night
And this dance
And this moment
Is one to remember for a long time.
Dunno what to do.
Dunno how to react.
It all clicks.
You lean your head forward
And gently rest on mine
And I’m staring out
Out into the crowd
Out into the dance
Out into the future
Wondering how long it would last.
As we gently embrace
The warmth of our bodies from the dance
And the sweat on our brow
Fading off into the distance
As we dance
As we listen
As we dream
And suddenly it’s over
Cut short in a way not meant by mortals
Seperating with regret
And moving on.
Is this the end,
Or the start?