“Blue is my favorite color. It reminds me about the sea so much. A place that feels like home.”
You said that to me once. Not really a long time ago. Yet, I remember it just now about how much I wanted to see you go as long as you still coming back to me just like the waves to every seashores.
It was almost midnight and I'm cooping myself up in the middle of my bed. I didn't even have my usual snack before I go to bed but I already brush my teeth. Because I was too busy with my thoughts. Because there is no way three warm cookies would make me stop thinking about how come there is another place you could call home except a tall house with a brownish roof and a sweet size of a fish pond in front of it.
‘You are going to be very ageless.’ I said to myself, all alone in my head. You are going to be very ageless because the sea never going to die if you live there and everyone will remember you as a huge waves trying to drown them yet they will only speak honesty ever since. How much they didn’t want to die because there’s a lot of home they could find just like you found the shores as a place you would love to abide in.
July 14th, 2023.
Dedicated to those I shall never remember. It was written to be forgotten.
