Do you remember what we did before we bloomed into beautiful flowers? Back then when we were strangers; when we didn’t know of each other’s existence until that very moment we laid our eyes on each other; was it fate that caused us to be in the same path? Or was it pure coincidence? Our small talks soon became long hours of conversation, to inviting each other at our own houses; we shared our insecurities, our sadness, and our laughter. We helped each other grow up; we painted each other’s hearts with beautiful striking colours that made us who we are to this day.
I remember we thought we figured out what love was even though we didn’t know what it feels to love someone in the first place, in the end we broke some hearts and got our hearts broken. We fought and created problems out of nothing and made it a big thing, and we still laugh about it till this day. We laughed at stupid things and did crazy stuff that we probably can’t do anymore, we were enchanted by the temporary bliss; we wished this moment will last.
Do you remember what we did before we bloomed into beautiful flowers? We ran towards our future even though we were lost and still figuring out who we are. We regret but we still move on and cherish the time we spent together. We’re miles apart from each other but somewhere up in the night sky, the vast darkness that engulfs us, there are millions of twinkling lights that represents our innocence, our laughter and the memories we spent together; having fun at the beach together, having our own picnic, being on stage together smiling at how fun it is, and watching the sunset together even though we knew that what we had won’t last forever. Memories that no else will experience but us.
I still remember the memories before we bloomed, before we carved our own paths and said goodbye to each other; I’ll always remember them, and I’ll always remember the faces that brought light into my life. I still wonder when we’ll cross paths again.
Peaceful.isolation 