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It's warm in here. The kind of warmth that cradles life. But it's also dark. However, this darkness is oddly satisfying.
ein Jahr
All I do is bathe in this pleasant warmth and peaceful darkness. This feels good. Being here makes me feel safe; away from things that corrupts and taints.
ein Jahr
But just now, I felt something cold. Something scary. Something that consumes. As if something out there, beyond the grasp of my senses, is trying to take me. And I know I will get taken.
ein Jahr
I do not know what to say but I guess this is how it goes. That sometimes, our precious gets stolen. Like a thief in the night.
ein Jahr
Mom had already decided she would not keep me. She has her reasons. And I am okay with that. I am still happy that for a fleeting moment, I get to experience life in all its glory and curses.
ein Jahr
Don't worry Mom, despite all of these, you are already forgiven. P.S.: I will miss this warmth. What do you call this again? I heard once that there is a great force called love. I wonder if this warmth has been love all along.
ein Jahr