I am You...
- Miss Bhawooq
- Jan 17, 2024
- 1 min read

Let us take a walk down our memory lane...
And let’s not forget to visit the proses and poems...
That once made a home in our heart,
But got crumpled and buried in the war between hurt and time.
Let us revisit the friends and family who wished well for us...
But got withered away in choosing the difference between you and me.
Let us revisit the treehouse,
Where we made the memory box,
And named it Pandora’s box,
And filled with smiles, dreams, letters and happiness...
Let us open Pandora’s box and relive the moments this once.
Let us revisit the paths that once crossed,
And led to each other.
Let us revisit the solstice summer,
The winter and the fall,
And for once be with all.
Let us revisit the beach,
Where we watched the sunrise, sunset and the stars.
Let us also stay to visit uncle Sam’s lunch home,
Where we spent most of the days eating waffles and pancakes,
I heard he renovated but has kept our seats the way we liked.
And if after this, time permits,
Let's also visit the love, affection and adoration,
That we once had for each other.
Let us revisit that first smile, first cheer and first hope we first shared...
And even after visiting you don't want to change, then, I understand,
I understand that life happened.
And I grew in you, and you in me...
And that together we can never be.
But if only once, you keep those memories in your heart,
You will know that I am carved in you...
And beneath that new and polished you...
There still lays a small town girl.
And those Hundreds and thousands layers beneath...
You will know deep down you are still me...
And that is what you will always be.
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