i want you to burn your boats."

 color coding. that's how i could clearly remember my first year in high school.

 i was in an all-green outfit as i walked along the corridors of my second home for the first time, complete with an anxious smile and the same doubtful face. i could clearly recall how finding Admon in a corner waiting for me felt like a thorn was being pulled out from my bleeding, young heart. that was how it all started. piece by piece, everything came into place as i amazingly advanced to rooms, then floors, then years i never thought i'd be making.

everything i've been through in high school was but a port where time allowed me to make memories that made my departure painful. now, i have to embark on a ship to my next destination. i have to leave everything behind for an empty, deserted island where no one knows me and where i am alone. i have to leave and journey to my empty island. and there, the first thing i'd do is burn my ship.

everything happened too fast paced that it's just now that i realized that there's no turning back, no matter how i wail, or cry, or plead. 

everything happened too fast paced that staring at all the unexpected medals and awards i received just can't ease the peculiar pain of nostalgia knowing that i won't be spending breaks or free periods with the same faces anymore.

everything happened too fast paced that no matter how excited i was in the past days about this day, i just wish it never came. 

"...Ma. Roqueza Asuncion A. Gopez"

  i stood up, walked, then smiled. 

 before anybody knew, God saw that as i stood, i lit up my match  and allowed my ship to be swallowed up by the flames only He can stop.