ORION

12. so long

now playing : so long.

from the tale of a young boy.
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they were my family. i used to be with them from sunrise till nightfall when mom used to scream, "enough for the day,". we laughed together, we cried together & we played together.

but suddenly one day, out of nowhere, we grew up. we became busy. i even moved out of my hometown for my "big dreams".

it's been twenty years, and i haven't heard from them in a long, long time. but today, i'm on the train ride home.

it's twenty years ago all over again.

∞

at eight years old, i plucked
hibiscus and rose from
the neighbor's lawn,
at sixteen, i was running
down a hill to meet my friends
and watch the coming of dawn,
years go by, life goes on,
friends part ways so long.

but today, i'm on the
train back home,
i heard some of you
are coming alone too,
only knowing so much yet
so little about the people
you grew up with,
i've got suitcases
packed with gifts,
the scent of my
childhood is near,
i feel it.

and i've missed the way
this used to feel,
the breath of open lakes,
the sound of electric guitars,
and the markets on sundays,
all of us tried to keep in touch; telephone, letters,
ever so often meeting up,
but we all know what
life can become,
years go by, life goes on,
friends part ways so long.

i still remember crashing
my cycle into the clothes line,
i wouldn't have ever gotten away
if he didn't take the blame that time,
sneaking on the rooftop,
to be awe-struck by the view,
my parents would've never known that happened, if it wasn't for you.

all of us have grown up;
but we'll still be kids once we
reach the pavement under the hill,
and we'll sit there
till the light of dawn,
talk about life, ourselves
and sing our old favorite songs,
years go by, life goes on,
friends come together after so long.

∞

A/N : this is the last part of the tale of a young boy, he's going to reunite with his childhood friends and life feels pretty good for him. and here is where we take our leave too.

not-so-fun-fact : the fourth verse is actually made of my real childhood memories, things that have happened with me personally lmao.

and for this piece, i wanna thank you. a long time back, i asked on my message board, “what makes you nostalgic?” and i used the elements you guys mentioned to create this piece and stitch it all together, so thank you so so much for helping me write and for reading. ♡

contrast with the
madwoman's story :
-the young boy is going back to his hometown whereas the madwoman's hometown had literally burnt to the ground by the end of her story, and she didn't have anyone left, whereas the young boy is going to reunite with his friends after he reunited with the love of his life. his age, and the madwoman's age are also a huge contrast. and just the fact that their stories, their worlds, their experiences are the polar opposite of each other.

̶̶̶̶ ̶«̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶«̶ ̶̶̶ ̶  the young boy was a character i came up with after much thought, i was never sure about it but i then started pondering over the differences he had as compared to the madwoman or even cordelia, and i thought that i just had to explore his storyline a bit more and i'm glad i did. it's the one of the only ones with a happy-ending plot in ORION and it makes me feel warm and good.

i'll always remember the courage of the young boy when he reached out to his love, or his yearning for nostalgia when he goes back to his old friends-it's really just the relationships and moments we share with other that makes life so much more bright and worth living, and to me, the young boy's story embodies that. i'll miss him. ♡

oh, also, cordelia and the young boy have crossed paths-in the ride to the other station, he's the one sitting behind her listening to that one song on repeat-oops.　 ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ 

i'm so sorry for this long author's note but thank you so much for reading and do listen to the song i've added above and i'll go bye. ♡

up next : a series about grief, healing and becoming whole again. it's not fictional, it has a basis in reality. i hope you'll like those!