Hi, Defta. I understand, you’re very tired.

Today, have you been grateful?
Today, has your exhaustion made you sit and pray for a moment?
Today, when you returned home, did you speak to God?
You’re tired—all day, every day—dealing with the sick.

I’m sorry, when you were struggling, I wasn’t there.
I arrived at the very last moment, just as you finished your fight.
I saw it, I felt it for a second—you’re really exhausted, aren’t you?
Rest for a while, and let my prayers embrace you even warmer.

For the doctor of the future…

Hi, Doctor. Of all the illnesses in history, which one is the deadliest?
Could it be… falling in love with you? Is it painful or soothing?

Hi, Doctor. My arteries are failing to carry my blood properly.
Instead, they carry love for your arteries. Is that wrong?
Is that a fatal disease?

Hi, Doctor. If I die from a lack of white blood cells,
Please don’t be sad—because my red blood cells will remain inside you,
Carrying every last breath of my life,
And they will settle deep within the chambers of your heart.

I am no medical expert, just an ordinary young man,
Who keeps repeating: “I have fallen for you, for your heart,
And you have made me feel more alive since that day.”

Like capillaries—thin-walled but capable of exchanging substances—
Love exists in our hearts,
Flowing between us, connecting us.
Don’t be afraid, for I live within your blood,
Flowing through your veins as you do through mine,
Helping you breathe, keeping you alive.
And if I am gone someday, please take care of that.

Defta, if you are tired in the future,
If you are in pain someday,
Remember, I will wipe away your tears.
Joy will take their place, and in that moment, I will hold you—bringing you peace.

Don’t just miss me—feel me in your heartbeat.
I live there.
As long as you live, I will live within you.
Don’t be sad, because whenever you miss me, I will be there in that very moment.
So don’t be afraid—"I am behind you," watching over you at all times.

I have found Deogifta—God’s Gift.

Deogifta Graciani Lailossa🌻.