By Naheen Taba
The dreams I had with you all abolished with the tower of memories I made in,
It is all very well.
If we can’t happen, everything should fail.
Let no wall speak of the love
you and I whispered in the audio roll wishing our parents wouldn’t hear.
Short but real.
Lived in the rears
of the virus
but with dreams we went ahead.
Separated our ways.
Rare but fair
those times sometimes fade.
First love still stays.
Nothing to get rid of.
Nothing to wait for.
Nostalgia with a strange scent
of that little city still hits me different.
Maybe you chose to forget.
I remember
even though I don’t care.
I care for you
though I don’t share.
Just like the first day I fell for you.
Just like the very first dare.