Nupur Chaturvedi

I could forget
The language we created
Words only we could understand
Meanings that only we could derive.
I could forget
The places we marked as ours
Roads that only we knew the way through
Monuments that we erected and we visited from time to time.
I could forget
The rivers we bathed in
The oceans where the waves rose and ebbed for us
Boats we made to survive whirpools and tsunamis.
I really could forget all those juvenile attempts
At making our love immortal, unique.
It isn’t, ask the hundred million others who built the same dreams.
What I can’t forget is you, me, us. Can you?