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Sunday, July 25, 2010

I Remember...


I am writing this blog in a very sweaty and smelly condition as i have just finished jumping around to Lady Gaga tunes and was suddenly inspired!~ A question was asked that moved my wirter's block to the side.

"Anne, Do girls forget about the happiest moments of a relationship?"

All of a sudden ALL the memories from my childhood boyfriends to the most recent relationship came flooding in my head like those lame 1kb spam e-mails you get non-stop. All the laughs... the jokes.. even the words in those cute love-letters came back to my cerebrum in a milisecond. Yes, I do remember them. In fact, there they are playing in my head so vividly like distant memories that were waiting to be downloaded again after all these years of being left dormant.

I dont know about other girls but yes, I do remember the happiest moment of every single relationship I had. Even the ones that turned to be disaster. I remember being happy and so complete when my very first boyfriend squeezed me out of breath after a crazy rollercoaster ride (boy i was so worried it was captured on camera!) And one dear lover of mine drove his motorbike to my house in the middle of the night, sneaking past my sleeping parents just to gaze on the stars and discuss our plans to be astronauts so we can go star-pickig someday. I remember one morning i went to school and found a bunch of brown orchids on my desk sent in by a secret admirer along with a love letter saying what a beautiful person I am and he loves me from a far, and so i went around the whole town on foot to look for a house with brown orchids. (i never found out who he was, sadly...) And one day a musical box was sent to me on my birthday with the song "where do i begin" signed by an anonymous admirer. I was 15 when I was at the peak of my love life. Everything was so fresh and full of hopes. And heartbreaks were easy to mend...

I even remember having a deadly crush on someone wishing so bad I was the girl he always walked home with, crying into my pillow everyday hoping someday he'll notice me. Then one day I went to school for a study group session and there he was, sitting on a small bridge of a pond and he actually looked my way. Wow how my heart was beating like a train when his pefect lips shaped into a smile. I never really got to tell him i loved him but that smile, that one moment where he noticed me has never left my mind...

Even though none of the relationships lasted, I never could forget how the tiniest details has made me happy. How can I, when it was those memories that has made me become the person I am. Yes, it's sad when heart is broken and the memories become nothing but reminders of how painful the experience was. But without em, how do tell the story of your life to your children?

As painful as it is now, i can never forget the excitement of waiting anxiously at the airport gates, the drastic heartbeat and bloodrush of meeting him for the very first time. Of how everything felt so complete when his eyes were looking directly into mine instead of through webcams. No, noone forgets that memory, the heart doesnt let me. Even though remembering it causes my heart to shatter, it is and will always be there...

Each and everyone that has made my life worth living even for one second, I would and could never forget. The broken pieces of my heart collected by a certain stranger, struggling to fix them, showering my days with hopes and love only to left his own heart broken. I could never forget. Every tiny piece of memory fits into my life like a jigsaw puzzle and without a single one, it wont be complete.

So to the guy who asked me the question,

Yes. We do remember every happy moments in a relationship. They are what made us. They are what completes us. And they are what makes us smile when nothing else can...

Thanks Tariq Suliman for this blog inspiration!

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