AN: I submitted this piece as part of my final portfolio for a creative writing class in my third semester of college. I wrote it when I was about a month shy of turning 18.
"Your Dream, My Future"
Holding hands on that last night,
We gazed into the infinite possibilities
Of our future together.
Standing side by side, we envisioned
A world in which our harmonious existence was unbreakable.
Together, we created an illusory paradise,
A swirl of color just beyond our reach.
Our dream was still newly born when
The warmth of your hand vanished suddenly
And I locked myself inside the realm of our creation
Blocking out the sound of the gunshots
Telling myself that the blood raining down
Was just that – rain –
I closed my eyes and felt those final words,
Sensing that our era had come to an end.
Unable to deal with my sorrow,
I deluded myself with images that I could not touch,
Discarding reality in favor of your smiling face.
Surely we're still standing together
At the brink of an uncertain future,
Preparing to run away into the world where
The dreams of today are the untouchable inevitable
And the dreams of yesterday
Are undeniable truths