
I want to remember
Honey from a new tea sitting on my lips, after I thought I couldn’t begin with a new day.
A piece of chocolate that I shared with someone new, with nothing but love and faith in my chest.
Diaries I carefully selected for my friends as they visited my city for the first time, miles traveled for shared moments.
I want to remember
Recovering my health slowly many times, and gulping boiled apples (they taste like jelly).
Cooking on so many days till my father recognized the way I cut carrots differently from my mother and sister.
Sharing a blanket and room with my sister after a year of cold bed, only to fight on most days.
I want to remember
The many flowers that blossomed in my house this year
The way conversations flowed everyday over cups of tea
And the troubles that slept with us, but so did faith, and so much love.
I want to remember
Unlearning the shape of my spine and the taste of my words.
Learning to crawl and cry and stand up again.
Spinning in the same city to different tunes, even as the world lived in air planes, knowing that everything has a time.
A lot has happened
But, everyday has happened too.
And everyday will happen still.
I will be just fine.
Until next time.
~insight07
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