I know how willingly you sacrificed
My dear, it was not necessary
You will regret it one of these days
What made you do it?
You were wild to do something for such people
You needn’t feel wicked, my child
You did it without stopping to think,
what they would give for you
I don’t see how you dared to do it
Oh, you didn’t care
You were afraid
You hated to give up
But so kindly, you did
My dear
Searing, frying, sautéing,
wiping sweat off my forehead,
crying because of onions
the things I do for a boy.
I hope he likes it.
The doorbell rings.
The door opens, he stands with a bouquet in his hands.
look up
the sky is falling
pieces descending from high above
the canvas that once held breathtaking scenes
the sky is falling
never thought the day would come when I would see clouds so up close
the divine tranquillity of the vast ocean
the sounds of the waves, crashing into one another
it's peaceful, it soothes the racing thoughts in my mind
it stops time for a split second
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