Nostalgic Memories

OUR ROMANTIC COMEDY MOVIE

(Kof Town Nostalgic Memories)

Close your eyes

It’s time to fly

And put the flashbacks on.

Remember when we were young

How we were so much in love?

The love letters we exchanged

Using my elder sister as a post office

Ha! She even loved the job

It was a love story on its own

We both loved a song that made our night perfect

He said the way I smiled

Looked like the sun just came out

I looked highly sceptical

Knowing he just wanted to make me feel special

He was just a boy

With an old inherited pick up

Which breaks down every 37 minutes

Weird, right?

He was not very talented

I wasn’t either

But he tried to sing to me love song

With his old inherited guitar

Not an expert in playing

For me, they sounded sweet in my ears

And I try to write rhyming poems,

To express my love and how beautiful he was in my sight

He always told me that he loved me

And I said

“Scream it to the world if you really do”

And he whispered it into my ear

I asked why he did that

He took my hand and kissed it saying,

“Because you are my world”

Sweet, ain’t it?

Remember the songs we loved

Our favouritesong,

The one we slow danced to all night long

With the moon as our dim candlelight

And the countless trysts?

When Daddy saw you around

He did not like it

Ranting: “What are you doing here?

                        Stay away from my daughter!”

We keep quiet ‘cause we dead if they knew

We always wished to escape the town for a little while

 He always ended up waiting for me

Under the big odum tree beside the kiosk

And we drive the night away

In his truck which breaks down every 37 minutes

He said he liked to see me in heels

He knew I wasn’t perfect in them

I loved it when he taught me how to walk in heels

But he still loved me without the heels.

He teased me whenever I cry

Saying I was such a baby

But he still loved to offer his shoulders to cry on

And caressed my back, comforting me

We knew the names to give to our kids

Boys’ names:

Girls’ names:

And we planned our future wedding

This lifestyle was bittersweet

And the long phone calls we had after midnight

We’d be together all day long

Holding hands, stare in each other’s eyes

And kiss my cheeks every chance he got.

We lied down on the ground at night

Listening to each other’s heartbeats

And watching the stars

With my head on his chest

Not understanding their roles in the big skies

He told me stories about them

But I knew he just made them up.

He promised to work hard to save money

To take me to Paris and Spain

Where the honeymoon would take place

These moments and memories I cherish in my heart

Praying people would accept him for who he is

Especially my father

Who did not want to hear his voice

I prayed our love story would not be a Romeo and Juliet story

Thankfully, it did not.

On one knee, he asked me to marry him

It was under the moonlight

I screamed “Yes! Oui! Si! Yiw!”

In every language, without second thoughts

Now, here we are

With our eight children

Living a happy life

With all the love and trust

Open your eyes

It’s time to come home

And keep the flashbacks in our hearts.

                                                                                    MarieNoël Marietta

                                                                                    Saturday, 17^th August, 2013

AUTHOR’S NOTES

This is just another thing created by me…….My own imagination. I love to create and imagine a lot. I think that’s the talent my Heavenly Father has given me.

This poem………..well, it came about as a result of the similar numerous stories we’ve heard. Young love, kid love, teenage love……….It’s everywhere.

DATE: Saturday, 17^th August, 2013

TIME: 20:15

LOCATION: Somewhere in Dansoman