This was our aftermath. Effects of the earthquake in my head, started by what had happened earlier that evening.
I saw you. I caught a glimpse at you in a crowd I felt I was left out of: so like a coward I hit the panic button and shoved myself through the congregation earnestly,
escaping the possibility of being seen by hiding behind others.
Fuck. It was looking like High school all over again.
So at 12:00AM when the fireworks were finally lit,
and cheering was heard throughout, resounding,
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM-
smokey vapors seen off the moist river,
clouds of gray clogging up the sky...
I'll admit that,
the moment the first explosion lit,
it seemed to sync with my heartbeat,
and I started sobbing in despair.
Happy new year, happy 2011,
happy wedding to my Father, and my new Mom.
Let's hope I'll be just fine.