Something so peculiar
by Andromache
dedicated to my mother.
I miss you, Mom.
I'd like to think that it was only a dream.
A bad dream, one I want to forget....
Something so peculiar that it wrecked my world to think about it.
But by now I can't forget it.
For the first time, I know what it means to be in love.
The colors are brighter now.
There is no detail in a flower that I miss now.
Now I realize why you were so infatuated.
You kept telling me I had no passion,
that I needed to open up and confess my feelings,
that my friends could be there for me and help me through this all,
but it seems that even I can be passionate!
I don't know if there is anything that I would do differently than before.
I stumbled when we danced, and then all was well.
Will our lives now be like the waltz?
I fear that there is still something missing,
something so peculiar that it became my world,
and then I realized something.
I was cruel to you.
I cursed you silently when you smiled.
I made a mistake and made a worse one by wanting to leave.
I had to forgive you for being what you were,
something so peculiar that its brightness blinded me.
I needed an angel that I never wanted,
and there you were.
If I can forgive you, will you forgive me, too?
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