rewind

missing hyderabad trip a lot.... if you know, you know :P

you just had to be there.

it's difficult to press rewind and recount all the hours we spent awake, dancing to songs, singing at the top of our lungs, smiling for dozens of pictures, trying to keep up with new trends.

yet every second plays in my mind vividly, as if i'm living in that very moment.

except i'm not. i open my eyes, expecting to see your smiles around me, but i'm met by emptiness.

you just had to be there.

it's difficult to press rewind and remember all the jokes we made, the pictures we laughed at, the secrets we shared with each other, the whispers exchanged in the wee hours of the night.

yet i remember everything, as if it just happened.

except it's been a while. i find myself looking for you to share a new joke with, but you aren't here.

you just had to be there to know about all the bombs we diffused (alarms refusing to stop ringing), the lyrics we repeated over and over again (dance steps we did every two minutes), the stares we shared (expressions with subtitles), the videos we recorded (multiple takes for one reel), and the lame puns we made (animals at the zoo).

these memories are locked safely in a treasure chest labelled 'don't forget', because i don't know what i'd do if i forgot.

isn't it bittersweet? spending four whole days together, wishing they'd last for eternity, only to be brought back to reality, longing to press rewind on time?

you just had to be there to understand that i'd do anything to just go back in time and relive those four days over and over again. i'd never grow tired of it. how could i grow tired of being happy and feeling loved? how could i grow tired of friendship, comfort, joy?

take me back.

help

me

press

rewind.

. . . d n i w e r

(if only it were as simple as typing six letters.)

- enakshi <3