In the eyes of the third person, we were nothing special—just another grandfather-granddaughter pair, but what we looked/seemed like isn’t the point. It’s what one feels like when they’re in a relationship fueled with selflessness. It’s like watching your favorite band on TV (I have no other metaphor)—everyone else think it’s just another clip of another batch of pretty faces, but to you, it’s different—it’s more beautiful to you, more special to you.
Our liaison was more beautiful to me, more special to me.
You weren’t the kind of grandfather who told amazing stories about the war or climbing trees; we played with your dog, and sometimes, I’d see you plant.
And then there came a time when you didn’t join me anymore, and just stood there watching me.
Then you just sat there.
Then you just lied there.
Sometimes you’d sit up when we came.
Then you just lied there.
Then you just lied there.
Then you just lied there.
Then you just lied there.
Then you just lied there.
Then you just lied there.
And I cried here, because I’m so happy for you; finally sitting on a cloud and at peace.
And I cried here; because I pity the world.
It already feels alien without you.
I don’t know who this girl with messy hair is who’s staring at me at two a.m.
It feels weird that the only time I’ve ever seen you groomed is when your eyes aren’t even open, and your hands are too cold to go against it.
I wish you put the killing thing between your teeth, but didn’t give it the power to kill you.
I wish I knew that you shouldn’t even have the killing thing between your teeth whenever I saw you at the backyard.
I wish I stopped you, I wish I knew that you were doing it secretly, away from everyone who’ll just hide your killing things.
I wish the sky weren’t as dark as your lungs, or the circles on everyone’s eyes.
I wish you weren’t lying there.
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What I’m afraid of is the possibility of the fire and water killing each other and there’ll be nothing again.
I’ll be left with emptiness and just myself again.
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