Peering into the portals of the past…
9/15/12- “Don’t forget…”
An orange glossed ticket stands between hope and disappointment,
as my heart broke at the sound of your empty presence.
Ricocheting previous trust issues,
crashing the building of acceptance I built for only you.
My walls bare with guards became surrounded,
my emotional SWAT team came to its emergency rescue.
I sat in the blazing heat.
I looked at the field of sunsets and orange haze blinded my perception of you.
I left hating your school and I too believed the lie that …
even you was too good to be true.
Deception fueled by your lies, I swore my hatred would last forever.
Even as the shadow of death came and killed our friendship in death valley-
Memorial stadium became a place of remembrance of what we had.
In that sacred ground, I buried my allegiance to you and I left never looking back.
It was there, I buried pure hope in you….
©Simone Holloway, 2016