Grief Written

I told you that you could never see yourself clearly in me. I said I was broken, Your reflection  would be cracked. I warned you not to cut yourself on my shattered parts.   You smiled tenderly "You're not a mirror, you're a stain glass window. The cuts and colored panes are what make you beautiful. They're what let the light in." You saw beauty in my broken state. You took a step back and saw that the cracks form something other than a broken girl.  And because of that I'll always love you.

I didn't write this but it needs to be shared. Also, dear anonymous, it's okay to be scared "I wrote something. I want to share it. Too nervous to take credit. It just needs to be out there. Over Life. I get scared. A lot. Not over scary movies or haunted houses. Over life. It's scary. A grandpa. The best man I've known. Loses everything because of someone else's lie.  He's diagnosed with cancer. He's getting better. The suspense is building. It's scary. A boy. A player. I'm playing with fire. I know it. But every time he touches me my body goes haywire.  I'm falling. It's scary. A brother. 22. Single. Living at home. Gets joy out of people's pain. I love him so much. He doesn't understand that love.  I just want my brother. It's scary. A job. Lost over a year ago. The new one is a work in progress. Can't pay my school fees. Mom is scared. Dad feels like a failure sometimes. It's scary. Love. We give it. A piece of ou...

She was a galaxy, Lit from the inside with stars. He loved the night sky, So he observed her from afar. But he was was only an astronomer,  And she was the endless night, So he sat with his telescope and waited until the time was right. He traced her constellations, He drew her crescent smile, But the astronomer never realized that even a galaxy can be fragile. She was constant, And so was he, The astronomer and the galaxy. So he found it surprising when he stepped out in the night, That the endless sky was devoid of any light. The astronomer fell to his knees and wept,  Her name fell from his lips in a desperate plea. He searched the grass for stardust, He looked for a flicker of her in the sky. Surrounded by darkness he realized, stars shine the brightest before they die.

"I want to be worth more than the silence on the other end." 13 words. 1 life story.