A void if your voice isn't heard,
A hurt if you sound upset,
An emptiness if you don't laugh,
A fear when you don't respond to calls,
My growth into an adult is making you grow into old-age.
The unspoken truth of losing you grows stronger as you get adjusted in the new yet forced stage of existence.
Oh Mother! You strengthen me everyday yet it's unknown how I shall survive if you go away.
Please stay back for me!!
To my beloved mother who made me walk in the most difficult paths of life, I hated it when she did it back then but now I know why it was mandatory, she was just preparing me for facing the worst, the worst when she wouldn't be able to be around.
