There will come a time where you meet someone so prominent, so lively, so important to the cycle of your life, that you will never forget them. I mean the type of unforgetting that changed your brain chemistry; they changed the way you think about life and you’ll never be able to revisit your past self by looking back on who you once were. You will see them in the blue sky, in that guy in your English class, in headphones, in the beach. there will not be a moment where you don’t think of them. Whether it be actually thinking about them, as a person, or thinking about something that you once talked about. This person will forever be a part of you, like it or not. They will never fully disappear from your thought process, or your life; you will look back on old photographs, not even containing their face. But you will be able to feel their presence. You will always be able to remember the undercurrent of what they did for you, good or bad. And in some time, a week, a month, ten years from now, you will begin to wish you came to this realization sooner. You will start to discern everything about them, and parts of yourself. You will coexist with this part of you that will reflect their disposition until the end of time. This piece of you though, after some time, isn’t it true that rather than being stolen from the existence of them, it is now a fragment of you? Don’t push this part of yourself out of your soul for the simple fact that it was once theirs. In fact, if you do, there will be nothing left to subsist. It is human nature, this accumulation of slices belonging to everyone and everything we have ever encountered. Do not separate the oddment of this person, living inside of your being, just to entertain the self-deception of pretending they were never there.
Author’s Note:
This piece will forever hold a place in my heart representing the unspoken effect that the world has on us all. Being able to see yourself through the lens of someone else’s personality is truly special. The inspiration of this piece is owed to the people who I have had the pleasure of keeping company with, especially the boy who is woven into the fabric of who I am, Sean Driscoll.
Theodora S. Javar | 15 | Las Vegas, NV | @theojavarr on Instagram
