My heart feels heavy. Tears are welling up in my eyes tonight. Suddenly I’m reminded of homesickness. I’m reminded of painful good-byes and tears that never come to an end. I’m thinking of mother and how she’ll have to say good-bye to her child again.
I’m crying because I don’t want my brother to see his mother leave again. I don’t want him to cry. I don’t want him to remember how he lost her once. I don’t want him to remember the mother figure that his little eyes didn’t get to see.
I don’t know how you feel. I can never possibly know. But I know it wasn’t fair to you. I know it wasn’t just. I know you were too little, too fragile to be away from her, without her good-night kisses, without her lullabies, without her touch, without her embrace, without her loving voice. How were you supposed to understand? How were you supposed to know she still loved you even though she wasn’t there to tell you? How were you supposed to accept her again when she came back?
Don’t cry my darling. Mother loves you. Mother doesn’t want to leave. Mother loves you…
Comments (1)
Mother will not come back to you, because she doesn't ever leave you.
Posted by Peyman | May 11, 2006 9:48 PM
Posted on May 11, 2006 21:48