It’s so cold.

It’s so very cold.

I can’t see.

I am blind.

Where did the colours go?

What force took my vision?

I can’t see you any more.

I can’t see your face.

I can’t hear your voice.

I can’t feel your tender touch, telling me it’s okay.

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Where did you go, love?

Did I do something wrong?

I can’t live with myself if I did something wrong.

My mother told me,

“Wherever there is the light, the flowers will find it”

She said,

“They will find that light, no matter where they must venture to find it.

For if they do not find the light, they die.”

Where did my light go?

My love,

Where did you go.

Please my love.

You are my light.

I will wither and die without my light.

Without you.

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Please my love,

Come out.

I’m sorry.

I’m so very sorry.

I love you so much.