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Why me?
For a pair of hands
that no longer close all the way.
Why stay?
For a pair of lips
that so often forgets your name.
We promised once to grow old together
But you grew so much
And I turned old, yet stayed the same.
Six years together
yet you miss me
even when I stay.
Ten years,
The sun comes down
And our bed is empty and mundane
Twenty years,
Of vows
I'll never truly understand
Why do you stay?
If in thirty years
I'll be lost and insane.
And in forty years,
will you resent me
for all you missed to care for me?
How many times
did the thought cross you
of leaving me
so your life could finally begin.
And if I left by morning light,
would you come and look for me?
Or would you open this cage of birds
to save yourself and go be free?
Why me?
Euclid, this is a deeply moving piece. You are blessed with a love who stays.
Euclid, this is so beautifully haunting, and may be one of your best. You captured a lifetime of love, fear, and vulnerability in just a few lines. It left a real weight on my heart.
This part especially stayed with me:
"We promised once to grow old together / But you grew so much / And I turned old, yet stayed the same." It is such a painfully honest reflection of how time can shift people differently, even when love remains.
Your words give voice to those quiet fears we rarely dare to say out loud. Thank you for writing something so raw and real. I will be thinking about this one for a long time.
Warm regards,
John