Today I cleaned the trunk under my bed after a long long time. Found things which were once upon a time priority for the girl who’s passion in life was climbing trees.
A toy car from when I was 7, a small bloomer which I used to call my favorite underwear, short stories that I’d written in the last bench of grade 6.
And then, my eyes caught a paper pressed in a book of nursery rhymes.
There were circles and crosses drawn in grids on it. This game we’d played.
Much has changed since the memories of us beneath my bed.
But oh, there’s one thing which will remain the same.
The thing that I had for you which makes me put that paper back in the trunk and not in the trash can.