Found Family

By Keertana Saji

How do I even start?

How do I move on?

When among all

my bestest of friends,

our journey back

hurt most at the end.

How do I explain?

I know you all

like a family found

deep within

all that we felt.

Through the joy of victory

to the greif of defeat.

We spent every ticking second

in the embrace of our fun.

A week and a day.

That’s all it took,

for me to remember you all

and for you to remember me.

To have seen me in the moments

belonging to only close ones,

you all know me

like a family found.

How could we ever meet,

in formal uniforms,

in hallways without noise?

When we’ve known each other’s

smallest, funniest habits.

You who hates sleeping with others

yet will if they wish so;

You who can’t stay awake past the stroke of midnight;

You who speaks the most creative words,

to put Shakespeare to shame;

You who can’t get enough tik-tok trends to shoot;

You who can never wake up in the light of dawn,

with words that are yet to exist.

They are now memories.

Memories I should probably leave behind,

in the shallow walls of ‘Goldys’.

But I can’t.

How weak, to get this attached

in merely a week.

Could you blame me though?

I could never ask …

I could never ask,

for a team,

a family

better than this.

I now sit here

the present burdening me.

“Did you miss me,” says she,

a friend of mine.

“Yes,” I answer, “I did”

Yet deep down I would trade

all reunions just so

we could all live together

once more.

She smiles and holds me close,

oh but my mind … it whispered…

“Country roads take me home, to the place I belong”

By Keertana Saji