What if memories could be pickled?
What if that heart-in-my-mouth feeling
when I saw most beautiful things,
together with my darlings could be preserved?
Saved somewhere to be felt again?
If I could store all our giggles and smiles together
And oh also all our bubbly lil shenanigans!
I could have a taste of those feeling
every once in a while,
those giggle filled classrooms and playgrounds
To savour the flavour of the moment
when the swing was on it's highest
about to go down again,
that split second of euphoria when you feel weightless, as if wing would sprout and you can fly away in a lost land...
I wish I could feel all my firsts and lasts again,
maybe I could just laugh at them when I'm loosing my teeth :)

© Weirdo

(p.s.- I had my farewell party for the end of my school life, It Felt so *unexplainable feeling* I don't want it to end, I wish I could've stayed longer but also maybe this is the time maybe something better may come in my life, it's always the ending where something new begins and I'm hoping for something really nice)