She was everything I ever wanted. But I pushed her away by not believing she's here, by not believing she exists. Yet she does and she's here and she has been waiting so long for me to simply greet her and let her in.
Nourishing my wishes for the big ending dried up her skin, mind and feet. She begun to lose her words, lose her feet and lose her grace. I asked her what's wrong but never listened. She started losing it all even though she had it all. I guess she still has it, she's just too weak to take it all in. To realise where she is, who she is, what she has and what could she do.
Whatever she touches blossoms.
Hopefully it still does.
How do you say "sorry" to yourself?