A/N: Hey all. So I'm starting to re-post Clarity again. And I really wanted to right a prologue/preface this time, so I did. I tried to be all deep and stuff, so I hope you guys like it. After the first part of the prologue, there's the second part which is a piece of a chapter later in the story. The lyrics after my Author's note is the song that inspired me to write this story in the first place. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy the prologue and the excerpt, so happy reading! Oh and I will post the first chapter of the story later tonight, so keep an eye out for it.
"If I had the chance to say remove the walls, let's clean the slate, would it makes us new? Should we find a way to start without the mess we've made this far, would it makes us new? I've seen this movie once before, don't need to see the end, no. I can't get away and you will never leave me, addicted to the game, it's time to make it easy. I can't get enough, so I have to do the right thing and give you back 'cause I'm done stealin'."
- Done Stealin'; Carolina Liar
Prologue
Clarity. What is Clarity? According to Webster's Dictionary Clarity is [klar-i-tee], n, 1. Clearness or lucidity as to perception or understanding; freedom from indistinctness or ambiguity. 2. The state or quality of being clear or transparent to the eye; pellucidity: the clarity of pure water.
Now what type of clearness is this definition of clarity about? Maybe it's visual perception, like, the nail polish is clear or something.
Or maybe it's clarity about photography, like image resolution.
Or maybe it's clarity about something concrete like the power rule in calculus.
Or maybe it's the clarity between two people and their relationship. Like, finally seeing the boundaries and realizing whether they've been crossed or not.
Out of all these things, that last version of clarity is the most dangerous.
Dangerous because that type of clarity deals with emotions. And emotions are scary. And not just any kind of scary, they're that I-feel-like-I'm-jumping-off-a-cliff-adrenaline-rush type of scary.
Because sometimes, the way you feel, your emotions, lead you to some perilous places that you don't necessarily want to be because you're too afraid or confused.
But besides all the danger that comes along with that last form of clarity, there's some good that goes along with it too. The good thing is that it can't be seen with the naked eye. It's a matter or personal perception.
Emotions are a matter or personal perception. And maybe that's why they lie in the sacred spaces of our hearts.
She wondered if it was possible to take someone else's pain away with a kiss. Because that's exactly what she wanted to do. She wanted to kiss away the pain, the anger, the drama, and all the tragedy because he was just a boy.
A boy she wanted.
A boy she needed.
A boy she loved.
So she reached out and cupped the back of his head, turning it toward hers. He slightly moved away, but she still leaned forward and cupped his cheek. Then, ever so slightly, she kissed him. And he kissed her back, his lips tender and gentle.
They kissed for a little bit until he pulled away, "I'm sorry." His voice was hoarse.
"For what?" She asked.
"Lots of things," he replied, his voice distant. "I just need time to figure some stuff out." He stopped and the started again. "I..we..um,..can you..Can you just be here with me?" I nodded, taking his hand and gently squeezing it.
We sat there, for who knows how long, just being there together, holding hands. And for the first time, in a long time, she felt like everything just might be okay.
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