by Sahiti Gavarikar
Tell me we’ll never get used to it. How we’ll never take our entwined hands for granted again.
That we’ll be grateful for every embrace, every meeting that isn’t through a phone screen.
We’ll dance for hours the first time we can dance with each other.
Cry when we can blow out candles on a cake together.
Hold each other’s faces and say I’m glad you exist. I’m glad I met you in this life, got to live through the good, the bad, and the ugly with you.
I hope we never stop being amazed by all this love; how despite everything, it survived.
My name is Sahiti Gavarikar, I’m a final semester student pursing my Masters’ in Counseling Psychology. I’m a trainee counselor and a poet on the side. I have previously worked at magazines such as Monstering Mag, Winter Tangerine, and Andromedae Review. I have been writing for the last seven years, and have performed my work for audiences of 150+.
