Dearest Stranger,
"I think I'll miss you forever
like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky"
Dearest stranger,
I still remember the first time we met, our very first encounter.
The one where I was oblivious to the sunrises we will watch together, the pain we will share, and the tunes we will create memories to.
I still remember the longer days.
Now I lay in bed and reminisce to the memories of a stranger.
Where are you now?
Has any of your wishes come to life?
Did your mom finally approve of the girl you love?
I don't clearly remember your last name, but I do remember how insecure you are about the birthmark that lays underneath your ear.
I guess that's a trick the universe does
it throws people in our path
in a temporary situation
they eventually leave and take a piece of our heart with them
we end up missing them all our life
We reminisce on a memory with a person who's name and face are a blur in our minds, yet the stories we heard and the memories we made are all clear enough to last an eternity
Clear enough to have us miss them forever
remember them when we revisit a spot
listen to a song
or hear a joke
yet have no one to laugh to this memory with
They're clear enough to make us question if they still remember us
did their memory not betray them like ours did and maybe, just maybe, they happen to remember our name, or our favorite color?
Dearest stranger,
If I'm lucky enough
we will meet again
somewhere, somehow.
If I'm not
just know
I carry you somewhere deep within my heart.
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