Super rough draft
You’re stuck in-between childish freedom and suddenly being too cool.
Why is it so hard to be yourself?
Why is it is so easy to tear others down?
All emotions bubble to the top and nothing seems to calm them down.
It won’t always be that way.
Listen to me, baby bunny, because hindsight is always 20/20, and presently you’re blind to all you have to offer.
Thirteen is just another year, and they only get better from here.
Rough draft
It is strange to be alone with your thoughts for so long.
There is no one to interrupt.
Just you and the sound of a dog snoring softly in the corner.
This is your life now.
This is what it means to save lives.
The Earth is slowly being reborn, and I wait.
Where do you go my little light?
Your mind is far from me.
Come back to me.
Is it hard to find your way?
My little light, stay here with me a little longer.
Don’t let your mind continue to slip away.
The way it happens, you wouldn’t give it a second thought.
Slowly it starts.
The changes are imperceptible.
You think she’s just being a little crazy.
Stubborn.
Weird.
It’s something else. They get this way when their sugar is too high.
She’ll be fine.
How could you know?
How could any of us know?
Maybe it’s when she stopped watering the flowers in the morning.
Maybe it’s when she stopped getting up to pray.
I don’t know.
By the time we realized what was happening, it seemed so sudden.
I still cannot bring myself to say the word.
Saying it gives it life.
Even when there’s no denying it, I still will not say the word that breaks me when I see others her age thrive.
I will not say the word that makes me question the fairness of life and fight with God.
So I kiss her face, the one they say I so resemble, and caress it softly like a child.
I try to make her focus on me, when she seems miles away.
I knew.
Even when he couldn’t say it yet.
I knew.
Even when it broke my heart to not hear those three little words back.
I knew.
Because his actions spoke louder than words ever could.
I could feel his love.
It was his gentleness, his calm demeanor, his kindness. It was the tiny gestures he did without thinking.
How can you deny that love?
When you catch the way he looks at you when he thinks you’re not paying attention and you see a face so enamored with you, you don’t know how someone could ever see you that way.
It is a love that could be felt even before we both realized what it was.
The Secret Life of Pandas 