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Stories that I’ll remind you

I want to be the feeling that stays on your tongue after eating a chocolate which makes you want more.

I want to be the gentle light that enters through your window which wakes you up in the morning.

I want to be the peace you get while you lay down on the bed with hands and legs wide open, looking at the ceiling fan as it gives you breeze, it’s the only sky that you own. 

I want to be the dust that stays on your book shelf who knows your secrets more than anyone.

I want to be the coffee stain on your table which reminds you of the sleepless nights you’ve had thinking of someone you barely knew. 

I want to be a part. I want to be the very reason which will never let you forget that you’re still a child who wants to cuddle in his mother’s arms, a child who wants to make his parents proud, a child who doesn’t like spinach, a child who’s not afraid. 

I know. And I’ll meet you soon while you’re struck in disbelief, I’ll remind you all the stories.

I’ll remind you, I’m still there for you.