To Rose
Here from heaven, I see you fulfilling the promise you made to me—
of living and taking care of our child, whom we made in the ship of dreams,
crossing the water slowly on a dark night at sea.
I get why you are pissed at me,
and I'm sorry for leaving you on your own.
I was hoping you'd somehow find someone—just my clone.
But since you could see me even with a blindfold on your eyes,
you loved only me, me, and me—
despite knowing I couldn't offer a home like paradise.
It's because it was me with whom you wanted to grow old.
You went to all those places, carrying me in your heart—
places where "we will go together," you once told.
Your faith in me is deep like the ocean,
yet even the weight of our love would reach its bottom.
The day I drew you was the last time my hands moved beautifully.
That night was the last time I listened to the serene ocean,
with the person I loved truly.
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