Just An Urn

September 10, 2012
By Yasmen BRONZE, San Diego, California
Yasmen BRONZE, San Diego, California
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Favorite Quote:
"Girls fall in love with the idea of falling in love." AND "Boys are the equivilant of music theory."

To me, it's just an urn.
It sits on the marble top of her dresser.
A beautiful onyx urn with a gleaming golden lid.It's smooth surface reflects the light that flows through the window; making seems as if its glowing.
When i look at that cold surface and see my reflection, all i see is a stranger staring back at me with haunted eyes. Eyes too intense to be the eyes of a 16-year-old girl.
the stranger cries; tears steadily slide down her face because the pain that fills her don't allow any space for them.
To me, it's just an empty urn.
I don't feel that he's in there.
The empty urn is just a reminder of what happened.
Of what made me become a stranger to myself.
Of why my mother cried daily.
It contains my grandfather's ashes.
Yeah, the urn contains the remains of a person that i loved. A person that i held dearly inside my heart...A person who is now gone.
Forever confined inside the cool onyx urn with a golden lid.
I know he's in there.
But to me,at least for right now, maybe my feelings might change. Maybe not.
To me, it's just an urn. An empty urn.

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