I thought about it tonight,
Parts of that morning I remember vividly,
I can't remember what we wore but I remember making you a cup of tea,
And that I was late.
I can remember what we spoke about on our walk to the station,
How who you partner with can change the trajectory of your life.
I can’t remember the train ride; if we stood or sat or if we spoke.
I can’t remember getting off the train,
But I remember sitting next to you on the bench,
You sat on my right and while we were there it felt like time stood still,
And in that station; it was just you and me, the bench and the passing trains.
I can’t remember the conversation we had,
We spoke about nothing to while away the time,
And possibly to postpone the inevitable.
I remember a few trains came and left,
We didn't count how many.
I remember seeing what I thought were tears in your eyes,
I remember us finally getting up to say goodbye,
You gave me a hug,
I can’t remember if you kissed me or not.
And then I got on the train to leave.
These are the memories I have of our first goodbye.
xoxo
Chido Dziva Chikwari
This post was inspired by a memory. I don’t know why the mind chooses to remember some things more vividly than others.It’s almost as if some moments in time are stamped. Signposted and encapsulated like landmarks.
Are some moments more critical in the trajectory of our lives than others? Do some encounters touch our subconscious such that it’s difficult for us to ever let them go? Is it random or are these moments in memory form part of the bigger picture of our lives so that one day when we sit and remember it all they come together like pieces of a puzzle forming who we are? Perhaps I’m overthinking again.
I’ll end this blog post with a quote; “Sometimes you will never know the true value of a moment until it becomes a memory.”
Keep Shining :)
