Everyday
We met on a Saturday, the first time.
Then the second, the third , Saturdays again, and then the library on a Friday.
By then, I already knew
I wanted to share a Sunday morning cup of coffee with you
or a Friday evening glass of wine
even a Monday morning grumpy commute into town
or a sunny Wednesday lunch break
and I longed for a very late Tuesday night dinner
because we both worked after hours
or a Thursday evening meltdown
because the pressure and the ache
have worn us out.
I wanted to know you everyday
see your smile through every season
watch your hair grow month after month
and witness your face
year after year
display more and more
the kindness
your heart easily radiated.
Pop is a French student who has just completed an MA in Creative Writing at the University of Sheffield. She mostly writes poetry, short stories and the occasional piece of creative non-fiction. Her main themes are mental health and relationships, nature, self and idenity. You can find her on Instagram @sunflowers_adventure.
