Your hickied mischievous laughter,
Your chocolaty beaming visage.
Your miniature sleepy eyes.
Your flavour for jeans and tees.
How many afternoons we’ve depleted,
Laughing – gossiping – bitching in your or my room.
How many gifts and cards we’ve given each other.
In cheerfulness and in gloom.
Remember the last time we fought on your birthday last year ?
Remember how you cried in my embrace ?
The many uncounted evenings we spent at the beach.
The way your feet began tapping to everything hummable.
The lunch breaks at school,
The scout camps and dance rehearsals.
The times I picked you up for coffee,
The hang-outs with your friends.
All the hand-crafted friendship day cards n gifts,
All the spaces we ventured out together.
Long since I hugged you tight,
Ever since we had that fight,
I will not say I’ve spent sleepless nights,
Ruminating over wrongs and rights.
I was reading under a solitary candle,
When your thoughts came breezing by.
And yet again nostalgia came alive.
The way you sulked when I didn’t call,
The way you narrated your beloved’s every word.
The way held each other for an extended moment,
Everytime we met.
I learned how to move on,
I learned how to live,
I learned how take,
I learned how to give.
What I couldn’t learn was why.
Must we adore our ego more than we should.
Must we concur to nurse a lonesome heart.
Must nothing last forever.
Must friends plummet apart.
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