Dedicated to Mr. Stephen Sondheim**


What is that, Dad?
Why that's red!
Red?
Red is a color.
A color?

Oh yes, colors are those very special things
that make all the difference, that make people and things
different, special and special is what you are to me.

What is that, Dad?
Why that's a cloud!
A cloud?

Oh yes, fluffy snowballs that are toys for angels, see them flowing across the blue screen, that is the angels playing games, like we do too!

What is that, Dad?
Why that is love tears!
Love tears?

Yes, love is what I feel when allowed, me to teach you, about the world and it is wet like tears and dry like when you make me big smile for asking the greatest questions and let me love, my being alive, even more, for the sum song of just we two.

I'm here!
I swear I'm here,
I'll never leave your side,
and though I know you don't always believe me,
I love you,
and you are beautiful.

I'm sorry we don't talk every day,
I'm sorry I can't always be by your side,
I'm sorry I can't protect you.

Come with me,
let us block out the world,
if only for a while,
let us feel valued.

I wonder why,
the rest of the world don't see you,
like I do.
What do they see,
when they look at you?
For they can't be seeing the same thing I do,
otherwise they would know how lucky they were,
just to have met you.

I'm not always there,
but I want to be,
I want to help,
but how do you defeat an enemy,
that is inside you?

You do not see what I do,
but I see someone who can conquer the world,
I see someone who can write,
who saved me,
and never lets me wonder far.

I'm here!
Please just know I'm here,
and I love you.

You say that fate is the reason why we met,
why we fell for each other, why we love.
I believe the separation was more fateful than anything.
I could never say that I never desired to be with you, see my future with you.
But as the lies increased, the meaning of the bond decreased.
You wanted me to be taken by you,
always and forever, but what we had was more so a game of play pretend.
Every time I decided to create the distance and seek something better,
that was when you made the existence of us suddenly appear.
The longer I stayed, the more your empty promises and make believe stories
seemed to become a routine and lacked genuinity.
The good you swore you did was foreign and unknown.
I had enough of the emotional roller coaster I chose to stay on.
The idea of my heart breaking is simply tiring.
So instead of beating around the bush,
I had to let you know that I had to do what was best for me.
You began searching for ways to get me back
when you realized that I was gone for good and doing better without you.
Trying to give my leaving your own meaning is still your way of coping.
The separation was fate.
I can't tell you if it's temporary or permanent.
For now, distance is necessary.
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