Treasure Garden

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
How fear of loneliness and greed can make something wonderful toxic.

Submitted: April 28, 2020

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Wishes.

Two stripes on the test. A small bump in my partner‘s belly. Both of them yet to be. Both of us wondering what could become. A smile, relieved as she sighs. Thinking of how enriched she would get. Expecting a wealthy life. From them, existing, but especially from me. Without loneliness and solitude. Even as I decided not to share mine with her‘s.

Now bound, I can‘t run away. These two, their seeds now planted, have yet to bloom, then after a long time also to wither after us in our garden.
They don‘t relate to the draining vines now binding, eternally scarring me. Pain won't stop me taking the responsibility.

My duty calls, so I will answer. For them, not her.
She knows that.
So caring, but even more excited.

 

Since I could not resist her, she couldn‘t either.

Celebrations at night, with many bright lights. Sobering up at day, hiding from a cloudy sky.

She sees it. She feels it. I can‘t escape when I still care. About her or what she is right now. These two in her still have to grow up to one day become merely a forgotten past to her. Blooming to the future, apart from her, in another meadow, another garden.

 

It's getting late. Her friends accompanied to another man‘s home. She, taking a break, heading back. Green lights becoming red. She stumbles, still successfully crossing the line. But not the street.

A guilty tear. A mourning sunrise. My smile relieved. Hoping for their seed to be planted somewhere anew, wondering what these two could have wished to become. What treasures they could have given to our garden.


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