Personal Narrative: Was It Worth It?

When the untimely morning sun penetrated the husk-like curtains of my humid dorm room and illuminated every peak and trough of her pale, yet perfect figure I ask myself, “was it worth it?” When she left me in reality and drifted into an immaculate slumber while sprawled across my chest I ask myself, “was it worth it?” When a single year spent with her ended up being more vivid and memorable than my entire nineteen years of living I ask myself, “was it worth it?” When she became my everything… I ask myself, “was it worth it?” My deep thought was abruptly interrupted by a ruffling of my faded bedsheets. She rolled over, still looking as flawless as she did the night before and gazed hypnotically at me with her fawn-like eyes. “Pollock for breakfast?”

Was all of this suffering worth it? She disregarded the voice of the school and found the good in me. She didn't care about what I did in the past, or who I was. All she wanted was for me to change who I was and become a better person. The unconditional love she endlessly supplied me muffled the insults and austere opinions of me. It was no longer me versus the school, no, it was just me and her. I was soldier in bliss, running carelessly into the battlefield. The noiseless nights in my room were replaced by FaceTime calls that would go on for hours. Do you see the sun rising babe? The monotonous trips to the grocery store were replaced by her telling me to choose healthier things to eat for dinner. You better get some vegetables with that pork chop or else you’ll die before me! The drone of immemorable songs on my car radio was replaced with laughter and never ending conversations about insignificant things that oddly enough, seem to be retained by your mind. Do you think there are more trees than people in the world? She had that power. She was able to miraculously turn every drab event in my life into something unforgettable. She was able to make hours feel like mere