Starlight Memories - Poem by Ana Schatzmann
'If you could have any superpower you want, what would it be? ' I remember you asking me that one night. I still remember your face close to mine, looking at me and patiently waiting for an answer.
'That's no easy question', I replied. I closed my eyes and thought about all the superpowers that came into my mind. My head was resting on your chest, we were sitting on the ground, above us the stars. I remember feeling your heartbeat and hearing you breathing.
In that moment, life was perfect. Not the kind of perfect where nothing was wrong. But the kind of perfect where the wrongs don't matter.
'I would have the ability to control time. To stop time whenever I need to enjoy the moment a little longer. To turn back time, just to relive some moments.' I finally said. You didn't say anything, but I didn't mind. I opened my eyes and tried to find your eyes in the dark.
'What about you? ' I asked when I finally found the sparkles in your eyes. You stared in direction of the town beneath us. Then you stood up, grabbed my hands and pulled me up.
'Do you see all those lights and houses? ' You asked, pointing at our beloved town. 'Everything looks so small from here. Sometimes I wonder what's going on in all those strangers lives. It's 1 a.m. but some lights are still on. Why? What are all those people doing? Some of them might have party, maybe they celebrate someone's day of birth. Some of them may not be able to sleep, so they do something else instead like reading a book. Maybe they forgot to do their homework which is due tomorrow. Some of them might have fallen asleep in front of the TV. Some of them might be arguing with someone else. Truth is, we will never know.' You looked down on me, trying to find the words.
'I see so many people, wherever I go. But I know nothing about them. I wonder what's on their mind, where they come from, where they're going, how they're feeling. I think that would be my superpower.'
Still looking at the lights I asked: 'So like reading people's minds? '
'No. Don't worry, you don't have to understand it now. I know you will understand it sometime, but not tonight.', you said as you pulled me closer towards your chest again. Then we just stood there, above the town and under the starlight, and you kissed me like I was something precious that you don't ever want to lose.
I understand it now.
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