I Used To
When I was a child I used to associate a word “meeting” with a crab eating (kepiting)
I used to think that rain was actually God’s tears because a lot of human being were in trouble
I was delightfully happy of having a strawberry ice crème crepe with strawberry wafers on it
I was very sad when I skip one of Rugrats episode even though I’d watched it a million times just because I had to go to Pengajian earlier for some exams
I used to play cops and robber game in which I always became a robber just because I run a bit faster than my friends did
I was feeling physically and mentally mature as I wasn’t crying when I got bruises and wounds all over my body because I fell to a sewer and managed to buy some hansaplasts by myself with my own money
I used to stroll all over my neighborhood with my mini bicycle alone, searching and picking some wild flowers or lady bug to home
I used to be silly and adventurous…
I love my childhood sparks
I love a little version of me
I want to be her again
I want to be curious, broken yet happy at the very same time
I want to dream about clouds made by ice cream again
I want to be illogical and make no sense
Just because I miss her
I miss me, a little-old-version of me
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