and every time I think about you my stomach twists and knots. my heart jumps with the thought of what was had and lost in a mere blink of an eye. as I open my eyes it never was. it was always an empty room and my heart falls, off a cliff to that part in your body where all dead dreams lie. you lied. my arms are weak, tired with the emotional roller coaster that should have never been boarded. you think it’s going to change but no ones going to stop it. just smile the pain will subside. then a look, touch, the feeling is never lost but rather stored in the false reality that can only be seen through closed eyes.
I was in Ms. Christie’s 5th grade homeroom. It was a normal day. One of the girls in my class, it was her birthday so she had treats for the class. My teacher got a phone call and rushed out of the room. We were all confused. The teachers were all out in the hallway.. what was going on? Ms. Christie ran back in the room with tears in her eyes and turned on the tv. That’s when my class saw the second plane go into the second building. I was confused and shocked to think that this wasn’t some tv program, this was really happening. Not until later that night did I understand what had happened and the terror that had struck our country. Not until I was older did I realize the impact it would have on our country. It united us.
From then on our lives changed. However, we don’t live in fear. We remember those that fought for us, those who were in the planes and buildings. the firefighters and rescue teams of NYC. the brave American citizens on flight 175 who saved so many others.
America is strong. Our will will never be broken. Our heart and fight has only gotten stronger. Today is a remembrance but also a look to how we grew and how amazing the people of the United States of America truly are.
you are so close but I feel helpless. there’s no use in trying. the pain at times can be too much but I can’t get away. your eyes, your smile, the way you say my name. forget the bad times, forget the sorrow and all that’s left is you. I await the day I can stare you down and say I’m done, but it will never happen. the fire within you sets a flame to my heart and i’m right back where I started. Imagining a happy ever after.