Sing a sad song, in a lonely place
Last night, I had the most depressing and the most beautiful moment of my week almost simultaneously.
Like every night, I helped my grandma up the stairs, to her bedroom. As she lied on her bed, she told me how tired she was, how her head hurts. In that pained, almost sorrowful voice, she told me she was so worried about her health. I didn't know what to say.
I just teared. In the dark, I doubt she could see anything. Eventually, I told her everything will be fine, and that I was always here for her.
Then I patted her till she fell asleep. Her eyes closed and her breathing became steady. Everything was peaceful, and it was so beautiful.
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