Dear friends,
Do you remember the time…?
Do you remember the time in that English class,
the one when we first met, sitting quiet not knowing what to say
we didn’t know then what we know now
sunrise of our friendship, the six of us, that day
Do you remember that time when a guy kept picking on one of us
he ended up confronted, a year later he told me
boys, we girls still think you were silly doing that
but our hearts warmed, you were being protective, you see
Do you remember the time when we camping on a summer night,
the night was chilly, the first time we drank wine
parents don’t have to know, kids
far away from where we were, we found ourselves right
Do you remember the late phone calls,
those that chewed up the electricity bills
sorry mom, we are doing homework
(for like twenty minutes, then “there’s this new album just released”)
Do you remember the sleepover right?
they said girls’ night out were really the best
they were right, all the talk, the laughter that never end
and finally dozing off at 4am
Do you remember the time, when two of us fell for one another
the purity, awkwardness, shy blush
oh the innocence, away it rushed
seventeen, holding hands on the changing verge
Do you remember riding motorbikes that Saturday
to an orphanage we volunteered, the good-heartedness we had
one of us bled the knees as the scooter slid
smiled and stood up, yes we stood up above pain
And the last days of school, do you remember
and the flights and distances that follow it
different seats at the table turned to continents apart
leaning my head against the window, I dreamed
I remember our lives, loves, mischief and friendship
“in that moment I swear we were infinite.”[1]
in that moment we had it
the world in our hands, youngsters always think
These are the days of our lives,
the bright, laughter-filled, sun-lit moments that thrive and flourished
in our little hearts, every time I think of us,
again, I see the sunrise.
[1] Stephen Chbosky (1999). “The Perks of Being a Wallflower”.
