STORY STARTER
Submitted by Alana Topakian
All she ever wanted was that side-splitting, life-changing, end-of-the-world type of love. Yet, as she sat alone on her bathroom floor, she realised her world was ending, just not in the way she’d hoped.
an awakening
All she ever wanted
Was the love meant for the screens
And as her back fell against her bedroom door,
Tears hit on her cheeks
She realized nothing is as it seems.
“I love you”s don’t mean a thing
Boys, men, there is no difference
Because no one was listening.
She fell to the ground, and her hands fisted the carpet
As she stifled hard sobs,
She feared created a racket.
She had made a life for herself,
Finally found out who she was
But now she was back at square one,
And she didn’t even know how to start.
What was the thinking?
Getting involved with him?
But she knew the answer,
deep within her soul,
She didn’t think,
Instead she listen to her heart
And did as it told.
She regretted every moment,
every stolen kiss,
Every date he was late to,
And every birthday he’d miss.
She wanted more than to feel lonely,
Not that she was ever alone
It was the fact that only she knew how to be herself
In her own body,
In her head.
She wanted to share her life with someone,
The simple things,
Waking up together,
And accidentally cheating on a movie binge.
She wanted to laugh, from her heart
And not be told she was too loud.
She wanted to fit in, but at the same time stand out,
Because so matter what, he’d find her
In any crowd.
The man of her own making, was simply that
Left to the extremities of her imagination,
And with every broken heart, he faded just a little bit,
And she moved on faster.
Her standards dropped
And now she was in a pit,
But she wasn’t ever going to be ruined by a man,
And worst of all, change herself for him.
She got up,
brush off her tears,
Smiled a shaky smile in the mirror,
And made a promise, to only feel.
She’s never listen to her head, that she knew
But at least now
She’d remember her standards
And know how to choose.
And if she doesn’t find someone,
Maybe it’s meant to be,
Maybe I’ll learn how to live alone,
Find peace with the lonely,
And maybe, just maybe,
I’ll find a home within me.
Maybe.