have a sip of tea - life at first kick

have a pot of tea.

imagine sipping from a warm pot of tea.

when you take that first sip,

what type of tea did you imagine drinking?

is it light?

bitter?

sweet?

was the flavor,

a delicate blend of chamomile and honey?

soothing your senses with its gentle sweetness?

'cause in a world transformed by a pandemic,

a pot of tea became a sanctuary.

its warmth embraced us,

a refuge from realities.

throughout the pandemic,

our lives transformed in unpredictable ways.

in that tranquil moment,

dreams are woven into reality.

dreams intertwined with reality,

a tapestry woven with hope and hardship.

so did you dream a dream?

'cause we did.

ever wonder how one pandemic has changed all of us.

for the better or not,

it depend.

across digital landscapes,

crossing oceans.

we found solace in newfound friendships from corners of the world we'd never have explored otherwise.

new friendships blossomed,

transcending borders,

defying oceans.

oceans were crossed,

not just in miles but in experiences shared.

we navigated this uncharted territory,

how was yours like?

ours was wild.

our shared journey wild and untamed.

some said sometimes it takes ten years to get that one year that changes your life,

ours did.

let me tell you our story for CreateTogether.

and you can decide on what you think.

tiny heartbeat, life anew,

eyes wide with dreams, futures bright,

they became newly parents,

in an instant, love took flight.

tiny fingers, tiny hands,

a world of wonder in its eyes,

they whispered promises,

held close beneath the skies.

their hearts, once just two,

now beat for you, their little light,

late nights, gentle whispers,

rocking through the quiet night.

photographs of firsts,

every moment captured, cherished,

your smile, your cry, your breath,

in their hearts forever nourished.

they learned the language of lullabies,

sang to you softly in soothing tones,

in your eyes, they found their purpose,

in your touch, their hearts found homes.

biking through sunny days,

hugging, laughing, planning for the future,

with each step, love grew stronger,

life bursting at the seams.

becoming parents, a new chapter,

with you, their hearts' delight,

every moment etched in memory,

every heartbeat felt so right.

in the path of becoming,

their found joy in every part,

for in your tiny presence,

they found the fullness of their hearts.

life at first kick, laughter, and love,

photographs fruit creams wanted to show.

dropped everything for their little nut,

crossed oceans, countries for its fruit.

applied for all the health insurance,

discussed a ring, a lifelong bond.

think, before you decide, whistled the wind,

happiness filled the air.

it was just a jacket,

listening through the bump.

biking, hugging, face masks,

call of duty, kpop, skincare,

each brought a smile to their face.

they wanted to tell their love story,

not like Romeo and Juliet,

but full of who stole whom first.

shown photographs countless times,

told friends of finding someone special,

apecial fruit, so sweet,

to carry its legacy, its name.

never had they seen such a smile,

before this fruit, all it knew was searching.

through and through,

friends said slow down,

slow down.

one look, it changed everything.

"i will carry you," the fruit murmurred, while hearts beat,

through covers,

singing lullabies,

"i will carry you," prayed the fruit.

who could love it like this?

more photos to show theirs,

perfect in all.

love the fruit so much,

a haze of stars, and bushes and whispers swallowed my mind,

as the blackout night bled into forgotten voids.

foreheads leaning close,

it kissed its head,

felt life's beat,

& vowed protection in that tender moment.

were they ready?

finger pointing,

knocking at the door.

Bumpbump bumpbumpbump

happiness danced in every glance,

each heartbeat, a melody of hope.

biking through sunny days,

laughter intertwined with plans.

photographs captured dreams,

whispers of the future,

a legacy to be cherished.

then, the world dimmed.

blackout,

loss echoed in silent rooms.

leaned forehead, kissed its head,

life felt, then slipped away.

promises of protection,

and a haunting memory.

were they ready?

finger pointing,

knocking at the door. Bumpbumpbumpbumpbump

the joy, the plans, now shadowed,

by the weight of absence,

grief mingled with love,

in the quiet aftermath.

once, "i loved you" was enough,

then grief turned to anger,

"i hate you" echoed in the void.

distance grew,

"i missed you" whispered in dreams,

longing for what was lost.

now, paths diverged,

eyes no longer meet,

strangers in the wake of sorrow.

yet, in quiet, silent moments,

bubbles resurface,

a silent longing for what once was.

"i carry you, and we loved you," cried the fruit.

"me too," whispered the fruity cream.

"we accept the love we think we deserve,

to love someone long-term is to attend a thousand funerals of the people they used to be"

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