Another End

One night to ponder.

The worth in the tears of a circle of girls, each relaying the value of a memory as honestly as is possible. A memory, a life: the invisible bonds that draw us together. When revealed, these bonds uncover the rare value of appreciation: stories infrequently told, emotions rarely recapped. Powerful comments that are taken to heart, each comment a treasure to the recipient, never to be forgotten. Perhaps the most sincere honesty is when words cannot be found; that stretch of understanding between the tears and the laughter. Between being left behind and being found once again. Those awkwardly phrased words that fill the listener's eyes with tears: the beauty in the simplicity. No scripts, no lies. Just raw, earnest honesty.

The innocence in the face of a sleeping child, so calm and free. Unburdened by any weights of this world, simply living with the boundless opportunities life presents. No self- consciousness, no fears.

The comfort in a cup of cocoa, the warmth and familiarity of a cozy routine. The relaxation in a sketch, the worries of the world following those rigid lines; the formation of something from nothing.

Thus far is my night, a compilation of thoughts and observations. And so, another chapter in my life is ended. Dare I move on, lest it hurts to look back?