Tuesday, June 11, 2013

No one special

 I am no one special. Not a doctor, nor popstar, and especially not a beauty queen. I am an average college student doing average college student things, but when did that become insufficient for a narrator? As I begin to write my own memoir in my head I can see the words on a page as plain as day; scrolling and filling the page with paragraph after paragraph of well told memories and embelished outcomes. Unfortunately I don't know yet how to accomplish such a feat so instead I will tell you my story just as I remember. I can in no way guarantee that it will be worth your while or that you will fall in love with it as we all sometimes do, all I can do is hope that you read, and while you read you close your eyes, and you can hear my voice, and that voice can paint you the picture of my memories so crudely sewn together. Fortunately for us both I have narrated these stories thousands of times, but ultimately they are slipping from my grasp, slowly losing importance and the pivotal element of a child's eye which is why I write to you reader; to remember and be remembered.
My story, one  I have carried with me for so long, now drags on me like an anchor, constantly holding me back in life, while sometimes defeating me in its task. I am no one special, but I have changed at least two lives forever. By merely existing I may have been a deciding factor, but I will let you be the judge of that in due time. I must tell my story before I expell it from my life because once I move on I will not be the one to ever chase again.
This may be described as a love story... or it may be described as a drama. Do not believe I want you to feel one way or another. I just want to be heard, or read by anyone who will listen, gasp, laugh or just open their eyes not in shock of these life events, but instead in shock of a love that still beats and grows and aches inside of me. My story is nothing new to the world, maybe even one you have heard before, but this is my take, and my memory, and my pain. Just remember; I am no one special...

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