She Who Told Me I Was Not Weak

We hated her.

She was easily the most vexatious,

Her quotidian tears,

Flowing quicker than a babe’s.

She was too spirited,

A dynamic, fervid mass of fur,

(As her hair was always puffy)-

Just like a toddler.

We never saw her for who she was,

But who we assumed her to be-

A nerve-wrecking,

Resolve-shattering,

Talkative, pretentious girl.

We were actually planting our shortcomings within her,

And made her the main topic of our gossip,

Not knowing who we were insulting was covertly,

Simply us.

A few years later,

When we grew a head and finally,

Developed a brain,

I saw that she was vivacious.

Unlike us who were mendacious.

Sure, she was loquacious,

But what she spoke about,

Was of good nature.

Our chat was despicably fallacious,

As her being was utterly, drastically,

Gracious.

She resembles a child?

Yes.

For she lives with a heart full of sympathy,

Sheer compassion, and purity.

It is she,

Who teaches me how to live.

And I cannot imagine doing it without her-

What would the point of a plate be,

If there is no food?

When she’s unhappy,

Everything seems uncanny.

When she’s mad,

Everything is gloom-clad.

Yet when we laugh,

I feel every face,

Every pair eyes,

Looking toward us, thinking we must be fools.

And we are, we truly are.

Benignantly two idiots who roam the world,

Trusting that at some point,

All of our problems,

All our tribulation,

Will go away,

Somehow.

She taught me a thousand things about myself,

That even I didn’t know.

But she’s told me something,

That keeps me going every day,

And it’s time we share it.

We are stronger than we think.

If you don’t let something break your mindset,

Then you have broken its hold,

And taken another step towards life.

And that’s a lesson I learned from her,

Who called me her teacher.

And it is she,

Who has taught me that I am not weak.

I have never paid her back.

And I will never be able to give her the appreciation

 She deserves.

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