Homecoming



I have been at war for what seems an eternity. I know not if peace shall maintain, but upon this day my thoughts are occupied only with coming home. My life may not have been perfect before I left, but after going to hell and back I am looking forward to having things return to normal. I miss just hanging out with my friends and letting the wind take us wherever it will. I miss my best friend who was always a pillar of support and an unwavering hand that I could reach out to when times were hard. Most of all I miss my girlfriend who I love more then life itself. Our goodbye was tearful and put a hole in both our hearts, but now we can be whole again. She swore to me that we would be together forever and in turn I said to her you want to get rid of me that soon? We laughed and held each other until morning came. She fell asleep in my arms and I just looked at her with wonder and thought how incredibly blessed I was to have someone that made me feel every day was magical just because I was with her. I would survive hell in a far away land because I had an angel waiting for me at home. It has been three long years, but today I can finally start living my life again.



I walked over the hill as the sun rose and shone so brightly that it filled me with warmth. I looked down at all the houses of my little town and I knew I was home. The streets were barren for the most part with a few people sparsely getting a morning run in, but I didn’t see anyone I knew. My friends much like myself were people that loved to sleep in. Nobody knew I was coming home today so it should be quite a shock to everyone. A big smile swept across my face just thinking about the expressions of joy my friends and my love would let out when they spot me. I wondered if my key would still work at our place. I stared at the plain white door that was kind of faded with the paint chipping and felt a sharp and icy pang in my heart. Maybe I shouldn’t just barge in after all this time. I guess my nerves were worse then I thought. Happiness is on the other side of that door and I am not going to let my nerves get the better of me. I stuck the key in the lock and it seemed to fit. I turned the key and the door opened with a squeak that was somehow thunderous in its magnitude. I stepped forward into the house which I shared with my love and everything looked the same. My heart which had been racing so hard that I thought it might burst through my chest slowed to an almost normal rate. I took a sigh of relief and walked downs the hall towards the master bedroom. I turned the corner and walked through the door in the hopes of catching my love sleeping like an angel.



I walked through the doorway and my heart stopped for a moment that felt like an eternity. I indeed saw my girl sleeping in bed, but next to her was my best friend. I fell back and lost all sense of feeling. I banged into the wall and my body just went limp from being so overwhelmed. This loud disturbance woke both of them up suddenly. Both had dusted eyes that slowly opened and shifted towards me. My best friend angrily yelled and demanded that I get the hell out of his home. His home…..? Tears gushed from my eyes and I couldn’t form words to say anything at all. I looked over at her and saw tears rolling down her face. She called out my name and my head just dropped to face the floor. I couldn’t face this. I thought war had prepared me for any horror or pain, but that was nothing compared to the excruciating and overwhelming pain I was feeling now. My former best friends jaw dropped and his demeanor changed from furious to stunned. The woman spoke first and said to me that she didn’t mean for this to happen. She said that things happen over time and that people change. She said that she had fallen in love with my best friend because he helped to comfort her after I had left. Anger swelled within me beyond all comprehension. A rage took over me that was so terrifyingly powerful I could have done anything in that moment. The man then spoke to me, but I could not hear him over the rage erupting within me. I stood up and moved towards the man without knowing what I was going to do. He looked frightened of me and he was right to feel that way. I coiled my fist back and brought it forward to deliver a crushing blow when she jumped in front of him. She screamed don’t do it. She said I LOVE HIM! I stopped my fist within half an inch of her. She was crying and dropped to the floor sobbing almost uncontrollably. That is what I felt like doing in that moment, but instead I started to walk away. The man started to speak and I stopped for a second. He said that he was truly sorry, but was really glad that I was alive. I started to walk again and exhaustedly said I’m not. As I walked down the hall all I could hear were the tears from the woman who I thought would be with me forever and the voice of a friend I would have died for once trying to calm her down. I walked out of the door of the house that once belonged to me and the person I loved and stumbled down the street in a haze. I am just so overwhelmed with anger, sadness, and the sting of betrayal, but most of all I am in so much pain that I can’t breathe. I can’t go home because I don’t have one anymore and I have nowhere else to go so I will just keep walking. The light of the sun that had once filled me with such warmth no longer seems to touch me. If home is where the heart is... then my home only exists in the past and I can never again come home.

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