#4. I don’t mind

I said I don’t mind

not the pain

nor the unstable legs

and the scars piling up, as if

life had a grotesque scheme against me.

But then, you just have to look at me

and ruin it all with your tears.

How could you not mind, you say.

The silent tears turn sunflower fields

to sun rays.

I said I don’t mind, my darling,

until your tears fall down

and turn all my lies into blooming flowers.

but the flowers all wither away in the end.



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Author: Thanh Dinh

A writer at heart. A pessimist on the brain. I am always on the great journey of finding what it means to be living.

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