{in a blink}

Laying in my bed with my eyes open
looking at my pitch black dark room
and not even seeing shadows.
There is no sound in the house, nor a light on.
But it's okay, because the last thing I need is for something to distract me from my deep thinking.
I blink even though I don't need to because it is so dark,
and then a single, slick tear slowly courses down the side of my face.

I'm thinking about my 10th grade year and all that has happened to me.
All the memories that have been created.
All those timeless stories I can keep remembering streak through my brain.

Laughter,
Crying,
Sadness,
Gentleness,
Smiles,
Anger,
Hugs,
Disappointment,
Sighs,
Encouragement,
Blessings,
Betrayal,
Frustration,
Contentment,
and Peace.

All of these emotions and memories bombard my mind, forcing me to think and ponder on them.
Another tear falls down the other side of my face, but I smile as I thought of the people I have met and who have influenced me and who have made me for the better.

My memories are sometimes harsh,
but the sweet moments that come after are something I don't want to ever forget.