Ignored Signs

“Darling age of 20, you are honey sweet and dangerously tender. You are not a kid anymore, you are bold enough to wear high heels, you are adventurous enough to let God in your heart. And your past wakes up at night and watches you sleep and it forgives you. You have good hands and less friends. You bathe in oils and clean the house. You are about to get married and you keep your phone conversations long while you keep the towel wrapped around your head. Your poetry is not just poetry but statements , marriage vows, legacies. Darling age of 20, you haven’t always been modest, you haven’t always been thoughtful with him. You are still a cage of tigers. And when he loves you good, really good, you are a mermaid with beautiful long legs. You have an alluring voice and it consumes him. It makes him want to marry you. You are not a scandal anymore in this town, and you’d have given all your ages, all your youth to feel like you feel now. Darling age of 20, you are still exquisite 17, and romantic 18, and curious 19 but you are his 20 now. You are a decade older. You are a revolutionary era. You are the queen coming to the throne. And if they don’t adore you anymore, you will close your empire on them. Dear darling of 20, you’ve never been more in love than you are now.”

Some days I wish I could go back in life. Not to change anything, but to feel a few things twice.