When We Meet Again

when we meet again

in spring

i hope that flowers will bloom on every step that i take to walk to you

and the wind blows softly whenever you chuckle 

i hope it messes your hair

so that i can caress and fix it

i hope it blows a little bit harder

and give chills to your spine

so that i can warm you with my hug

i hope it continues to blow

so that i can hug tighter

and redeem all the weeks

days

and hours 

of not being able to

even catch a sight of you

i hope that the streets are crowded

so that the walk becomes longer 

so that our fingers will be intertwined

we’ll get to be accompanied by city lights

and my head on your shoulder

during pointless drives around town

but take me further

so that we can pay back all the times

we had to be away from the road

i wish that there is a sale 

when we wander around malls

so that i can quickly shut you up with a kiss when you start to lecture on how i don’t need most of the items on display

you never knew that everything with price tags are nothing compared to your worth to me

i wish that i can steal the moments

and i wish that i can kidnap you out of this quarantine.