TO THE WORLD - A CALLING AND AN ACHE

 

To the World,
I want to confess something.
I am guilty.

Guilty of making someone love me when he wasn’t supposed to carry my pain.
Guilty of pulling someone so pure, so full of dreams, into a storm that was always mine to face.
He had a path, a clear one, a bright one. One that didn’t include going against his family.
He had promises to keep, goals to chase, and a version of life that didn’t look like this.

But then I came.
And everything changed.
He started fighting battles he never signed up for.
He started carrying responsibilities that weren’t his.

He broke his own heart a little every day just trying to keep mine whole.
He works now not just to build a future, but to protect a love he never planned for.
He argues with his parents, tears himself apart, tries to be enough for everyone just because I exist in his life.
He was a boy with dreams, but now…

Now he’s a man with wounds he hides so well.
I watch him grow stronger every day, but I also see the cost.
The sparkle in his eyes is different. The weight on his shoulders? I put it there.
He’s still kind. Still loving. But he shouldn’t have to be this brave.

This wasn’t his destiny; it was mine.
And if anyone should carry the pain, it should’ve been me.
But he chose me.

And for that, I will forever carry the guilt not for loving him,
But for letting him love me at a cost so high.
To the world:
Don’t tell him he’s brave.
Don’t tell him he’s a man now.

Tell him he deserved soft things. Lighter burdens. A gentler love.
And if you see him 
Tell him I’m sorry.
Tell him I’m grateful.
And tell him that no matter what life writes next,
He will always be my miracle.

- Seerat

 

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