Yesterday was Sunday guys and for me... that's the best day of the week. Well, that one and Saturday, cause on saturdays I work at the Harry Potter Shop and words ain't good enough to explain how happy I feel whenever I am there.
Anyway.. yeah, so yesterday was Sunday and I was sitting in my bed (doing not too much) when I suddenly decided to go through my favourite YouTube videos... the playlist, you know? Most of them were songs that I favourited a long time ago. Well, so I was there, listening to those lyrics and suddenly, I felt as if a massive wave had covered me. I could not get out. I was trapped, saying goodbye to sunshine cause I knew that feeling was not gonna let me go away.
Forgive me if I like to wander in my memories, bringing back streets and paths I decided to take. Forbidden rooms and open doors. And the people guys... I like to bring them back too. And I see them smiling at me. So I smile them back. And we don't have a conversation. We just smile at each other. Those ghosts always play with me.
The truth is guys... that I've got tons of memories. I remember the long sunsets I enjoyed while being at the countryside, back in Spain. Got this beautiful house near the mountains. And the sun seems clear to me over there. The long fields where the wheat grows are endless and there is a little forest where I used to go with my family to pick pine nuts up. Oh, and the starring nights as well. I remember them. The weather is so warm there that you can stay in the terrace, lying on a comfy wood chair, staring at the sky and listening to the silence. Just the silence. Have you ever felt that?
I also remember the morning breakfasts with bread and olive oil and the barbacues and fondues we had together. I can still smell the smoke, I can still hear the dogs barking in the distance. Oh, I am so thankful for that. Even though I am far away now from those days... I remember them all too well.
I can also recall the good days with people that left after a while. Those ones who promised they will always be by my side... but hey, always is such a strong word.
And I don't blame anything or anyone. I just have this big feeling inside. I want to grab the memories, put them in a box and take the box with me wherever I go. I will collect new memories, tie them up with a ribbon and whenever I find someone I know I want to take my little box out and take our memories out. And the sunset will let us talk about the good times. I want them to tell me what they found along the way... hey, how's your life going? did you find what you were looking for? Yeah, you... did you find happiness?
Well, yeah... I did. And I'm thankful for this: for every experience, for every lesson, for every moment. Cause sometimes we dont realize the things we've been through or all the things we have learnt. It's been amazing, darling, so thank you. And whenever we meet, I will let you know about all the good things I found along the way. I will let you know about London and its magic, I will tell you about the dreams that came true, about the people I met, about all that f*cking green that surrounded me in North England. I will speak about the past as if there was nothing better than those moments.
So let us toast, for all the good memories. For all the days and nights we spent together.
And let yourself sink on the beautiful things that happened. Take a minute and get back when you were a kid and you played around in your pyjamas getting ready for school. Let your mind remember the good days when your parents hugged you too tight. And bring back the taste of your last first kiss after going to that pub near King's Cross Station, when the november wind was cold and the street lights were winking at you. Let yourself go back to all the laughs and conversations you had with your friends. And tell me, tell me, tell me... tell me more about those amazing days.
