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Alexa Cabrera

memories

"We remember feelings.

If I think of any one of my memories, recent or distant in time,

they are always accompanied by a feeling:

whether it is the surge in self-confidence when I feel the sun against my skin at the beach while listening to the waves meet the shore,

the nostalgia of my grandmother's smell,

the excitement as I squish my mom's hand as my favorite artist was about to come onstage,

the good kind of nerves that come with butterflies in my stomach and not being able to actually listen to a word he is saying when he asks me to be together,

the inner peace when he is so close the only thing I can make out is his smile and his heartbeat,

the fear of having tunnel vision with palms sweating screaming through a panic attack,

the threat of my body wanting to pass out while passing TSA at the airport while I focus on my struggled breathing and racing heart,

the tangible pain on my chest when we broke up followed by tears of loss and loneliness,

the shame and sense of worthless when a friend betrays you in middle school,

the childish joy when I listen to my siblings sing,

the sense of security when my dad places his palm on the back of my neck,

the pure calm while a light breeze moves my hammock on a warm day with familiar voices in the background.

People will remember how you made them feel. So make it a good one."

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