What could be the significance of a single picture? Lots. This is probably one of the most significant photos of my short life. A lost love, 5 people ripped from my life, the loss of the only person who has ever truly understood me and last of all the last time I was truly ever happy. The exact date this picture was taken I may never remember, all I remember is that it was in October 2005 the night before Julianna Peracca (a.k.a Jewelz) Moved back to California due to her Step- dad and mother's marriage not working out. I remember that night when her mother dropped Karli and me off at my house Jewelz and I stood outside my house hugging and crying/laughing just remember everything for a good fifteen minutes before her mom told her to get back into the van. When Jewelz got back into the van I watched them embark down the road and then went back into my house where Karli was waiting in my room and laid down on my bed listening to a deafening silence for a good half an hour before either of us said anything. I knew my life was going to be different, I mean I had found the one person in the world I felt could understand me, I could tell her anything and truly felt she wouldn't judge me no matter what. I had Karli there right beside me all night but I felt alone. I was so empty. Suddenly there was a gap inside me that I just lost myself in. The emptiness still hasn't left me. I still don't quite understand what it is. Without her here with me, life just is so much harder for me. I have no one to talk to, no one I feel safe to talk to anyhow.
Then there is the other things I see when I look at that picture. Like Erik and me for instance. I guess although I hate to admit it, I was at one time, as insolent as it may have been, in love with that boy. Then there is Karli, Megan and Allison I lost them in all the hustle and bustle of the world. Unfortunately my relationship with those three has become that of an acquaintances. This picture reminds me of so much sorrow, but through all that sorrow I notice but one glimpse of light that shines through and makes me smile and if its only for a moment, I'm glad its there. That would be the fact that Jeremy is in that picture. That guy is always there for me and I believe always will be, asking for nothing in return but friendship. Jeremy supports me through everything and respects me enough to tell me when I'm being silly or unreasonable, which is why I am glad and proud to call him my friend. I left the significance for Jeremy until last because we really do never see the good until we have mourned for the bad because you have to fight the storm for the warmth of sunshine. Its always there we just need to look.