It’s our imperfections that make us human and the fact that we try to perfect these imperfections that we become even more human. And nobody ever said that beauty was attained without a little bit of pain.
This was a thing that we had been putting off for some time, more so because my mother was apprehensive and needed to get multiple consultations before going through with it. But safe to say after three months of teeth that clearly didn’t know which way was up my wisdom was pulled out.
Did it decrease the level of intelligence and wisdom I had attained over the years – despite popular belief, no. However, what it did leave me with was pain. And pain demands to be felt.
Quick update: my face resembles that of a monkey or a frog, whichever way you want to look at it. Except you’ll never have a look at it. Now that is wisdom, my friend. Or maybe, more appropriate to our culture, I resemble a betel leaf chewing individual who just can’t get enough of a taste that is bitter and sweet at the same time.
Still, I’ll raise my glass of warm, salty water to the teeth sealed away in a container (which I still haven’t disposed of, mind you) for not doing their job and to the dentist that DID his job, quite marvelously I might add.
When I wake tomorrow
I won’t remember
The way you smiled
At the sight of me
Or the sound of your laughter
When I stumbled
With two left feet
But I want to remember
The way your hands felt in mine
Cold and warm
Fire and ice
Drawn to each other
No matter what
The smell of soap and you
Lingers with me
For how long?
Before I start to forget
How warm your hugs felt
Against the cool sea breeze
What about the sand between my toes?
Or the sprays of salty water on my face?
Your kiss was sweet
Like raspberries, blueberries, blackberries
Like succulent strawberries
With every bite
Juice escaped my mouth and flowed down my chin
When we danced
To our own melody
And our own moves
I never want to forget
How in synch we were
And our bodies fit perfectly
And all I wanted was to be closer
And all you wanted to be was closer
Under the pinpricks we called dreams
That lit the night sky
We pointed out our fears
Only for our hearts to hear
And I remember
How your breathing leveled
And I tried to match every movement
Till I was sure we were breathing the same air
And as the sun peaks through the clouds
Try and shield my eyes
I don’t want to forget
What I wasn’t supposed to forget
Yet here I am alone
Wondering what I was supposed to remember