||Remember..

 Remember.

The first time you held a mic and heard your voice boom.

Remember the genius you carried in that little head of yours.

Remember how the words just flew and remember how they've never failed you since.

Remember when you were eight and had a tiny party in your class with all your tiny classmates. Remember the butterfly wings on your back and the irony that they scare you. Remember the tiny best friend that would come running each time classes broke just to sit with you and watch you not eat your lunch.

Remember when you were twelve and you had friends you could count off on your fingers but also remember the adoration that came your way from the other young adults. Remember the moving proses, summer reading and the fierce, fierce intent to win at everything.

Remember when you were sixteen and you could charm people who didn't know you. Remember the stark, silent nights with your lamp on, multiple mugs of coffee, colourful highlighters and the sheer ability to wake up early the next morning with the light in your eyes still alive.

Remember your first independent decision, remember how scary and exhilarating it was and remember how you called your mom multiple times to confirm you were right 'just in case'. And then remember your first actual independent decision.

Remember enjoying music in the midst of a crowd that is so taken by what is happening around them that they look at everyone as their own. Remember the trains and the clubs and the people on the street, the sea and the sand and your recurring dreams.

Remember the balcony that saw everything - you tired after work, you anxious before meeting an old friend, you scared about failing and you excited about trying new things. Then remember the same balcony with friends you could share horror stories with. 

Remember being so fazed your keys started missing from your hands. Remember the water and the nightmares. Remember the strength that came from concern. Remember friends for life and food at midnight, and so much knowledge everywhere you looked.

Remember finally belonging because you've touched so many lives on the way to becoming who you are today. Remember shared songs and walking around in circles when stressed and being served good food and watching neon signs blink and balconies.

Above it all, remember each time someone has appreciated your words. Because your words will never leave you. And they might just stay with a few others too.