Wild Rose
I remember trying to push the button with my slippers to turn on the lights of the lamps when I was little. Even though I had slippers, I couldn't reach that button, I would try to try to push that button while I was trying to rise at my feet, but it was futile. I never got to that button until I grew up.
I grow up. Now I am old enough to easily access that button. And as I got older I understood that What was impossible when he was younger, lost all meaning when he grows up. It could be done without effort.
But you know when I realized that I was growing up?
You cannot know. Nobody else can know this.
I grew when the burden of pain was on my shoulders. Was I not crushed under it, I was crushed. It's not like that. As if I'm dying.
But you know what happened?
I did not feel sorry.
It just kept existing inside my body. Or he pretended to. Maybe I'm kidding myself because it has never hurt like this. I've never felt the pain this much. I was a stranger to this feeling once. Now I was familiar.
These days, too, I was experiencing feelings that I was not familiar with. It was such a thing that I wanted the taste to remain in my palate for a lifetime. I always wanted to breathe with this feeling. I wanted to live with him for the rest of my life.
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Their pain at different times brought them together. Who knows; Maybe they would get their share while their pain hugged each other.
DaoistPksX40 · Masa Muda
