Power of Separation
Morning had risen chilly yet bright, remarkably chilly yet bright as she reached the curb alongside the road. The overpowering scent of cologne filled her small button nose as she gently sat down in the passenger seat of his red car, fit perfectly for a guy like him. Savannah’s eyes automatically came into contact with Cal’s, a mix of a little blue, a little green, and a little bit of perfect. Without looking down at his lightly colored lips, Savannah could tell he was smiling, smiling that cute quirky crooked smile of his, just by the look in his eyes. Her bitter feet iced the faster, and her uncovered fingers lacking feeling the faster, although heat from his hands kept them from freezing over. The two kids, hardly kids at all actually, seeing by her age of 16 and his 18, couldn’t stay away from each other. No matter where one of them was, you could always find the other right by their side, and if not physically together, they were always in contact no matter what time of day it happened to be. Some would say they were crazy about each other only through infatuation, but there were many others who would call it love.
Cal and Savannah were like any other high school students. Walked the same halls, knew the same people, but were complete strangers to each other. As crazy as this may sound, Savannah was just an innocent freshman, while Cal was one of the most well-known, powerful seniors at Portville High School. Savannah really wasn’t the type of girl to talk to seniors; juniors maybe, definitely sophomores, but seniors were far out of the picture. Facebook at the time was the most popular site for all known teenagers. It was the one place where you could be friends with over five hundred people, and only truly talk to a quarter of them. Savannah found it significantly annoying when people would “poke” her on Facebook, so she removed every single one of them, until she came across a certain one. “Could it be true? No, no I must be hallucinating,” Savannah thought to herself at that moment in time as she stared blankly at her computer. Cal Doler had poked her. THE Cal Doler. Senior Cal Doler. “Should I poke him back? Would I seem desperate? Maybe I should play hard to get and ignore it for a while.” Taking her own advice, Savannah had to restrain herself from poking him back. She was in complete and utter shock.
After months of talking, it was official; these two were the definition of love. They fought just like any other couple, but not any longer than 10 minutes until one of them gave in to the other’s forgiving eyes. The smiles and laughs they exchanged weren’t ordinary; they were the special ones that no one else understood. Little did Savannah, just a young girl hopelessly in love, know, the boy she thought she could be with forever, made the biggest decision of his life that could change them in an instant.
The army.
After he left, they barely exchanged any signs of communication. It was as if they were back to day one of high school where they were complete and total strangers to one another. Savannah was a sophomore now and was trying her very hardest to move forward. That’s not all she was though; she was a hopeless romantic thriving for the love and protection of another guy to fill the space that Cal left behind.
After what seemed like years of lying in her bed of sorrows and forcing her young mind to let go of what she once knew, it was as if a door had opened and the perfect guy had the nerve to walk in. He had no idea what he was walking into. He was getting involved with a girl who had her fair share of struggles and a heart that still couldn’t let go of the past. It was time though; time to let go, move on, and realize what will never be.
After a month of being completely inseparable from one another, Savannah couldn’t do it anymore. She couldn’t string along such a sweet guy who loved her more than the world, only for him to find out her heart was elsewhere the whole time. She wasn’t treating him near as well as she could’ve been, and she knew it was due to the frustrating, terrorizing, yet miserable emotions she was putting herself through because she lacked her loved one. Day after day, she was falling and her heart slowly began to shatter itself, like a glass vase drifting motionless off a table, into delicate portions. When would this end? Would her feelings for Cal ever fully just disappear? All she wanted was one thing. Freedom. To be free from the feeling of being so alone. To be free from his voice that whispered to her every night. To be free of everything. To be free. It was official; she would never get over Cal Doler. It was the way his muscular, yet tender hands stroked her cheeks and worked their way down her arms, as if his fingers were on a hunt for hers to interlock with. His eyes, deeper than the ocean blue, had a terrorizing effect. She hated looking into them because she could never seem to pull herself out from inside, seeing they have the effect to drag you in while the tide takes you away. Lastly, what Savannah loved the most about him was the size of his heart. You could tell it had been tampered with, but the outcome was a positive addition to his mental and emotional strength. He gave her the feeling as though she meant the world to him. The amount of his generosity and care made her feel safe and secure under the roof of his love for her. So why was she fighting so hard to push all those memories and feelings away? The only knowledgeable conclusion to be made was to just go for it.
With that, she did. Savannah got out her favorite pen and a piece of paper and simply let her mind spill out through the ink. She wasn’t careful or aware of what she was saying; she just wrote. She needed answers, and that’s what she was determined to receive. After multiple pages, without re-reading a single word, she carefully folded up her feelings, and sent them away to the boy she was in love with.
After checking her mailbox day after day for what she hoped would be the answers she’s been longing for, she was finally able to reach into her mailbox and grab hold of a small letter addressed to her. Without even reaching her door, she tore apart the envelope and started reading.
That one letter and those certain words are what brought her to be the happy, free girl she now is. Sometimes all we need is a little distance and separation to let one’s true feelings sink in, and that’s exactly what Savannah learned. What her and Cal share today is stronger than what it had been before, and they’ve never been happier. Some would say they were crazy about each other only through infatuation, but there were many others who would call it love.
Bold sentence 1: “Day had broken cold and gray, exceedingly cold and gray, when the man turned aside from the main Yukon trail…” To Build a Fire
Bold sentence 2: “His wet feet froze the faster, and his exposed fingers numbed the faster, though they had not yet begun to freeze.” To Build a Fire
Bold sentence 3: “If he fell down it would shatter itself, like glass, into brittle fragments.” To Build a Fire
Bold sentence 3: “If he fell down it would shatter itself, like glass, into brittle fragments.” To Build a Fire
