Wednesday, 15 October 2014

I never really forget

I have never been able to really forget each person I was close to
Each one had a definite quality I remember so richly
Like the way Blessing would call me DEE with her heavy laden Calabar accent
To how Rita calls me “My love” in her waffi tenor
The attitude that Bunmi shows off...that “dayo-is-my-friend-don’t-dare-come-between-u” assertiveness
To the way Bukky, will save gist and the way she claps her hands and frequently holds her nose when she’s giving the gists
I don’t forget...

For me what is lost is not really lost
When each friendship ends because of distance mostly, I never fully get over them
Sometimes I think it hurts too much to be involved
Because I miss people in the most mundane ways
I kind of fascinate over little things...like the beauty that is when the sun reflects over Kunle’s glasses and in trying to squint a dimple appears on his face
I never really forget...

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