Do I value love?
Do I?
You should know the answer,
Mother.
And do I value you?
You should know that too.
Twenty-seven years; it’s a long time y’know.
And if you do not know me now
you never will know.
Anybody. Ever.
I have loved you
and trusted you,
like nobody since.
But do not ask me
to stop worshipping Eros
and “the heavenly Aphrodite”.
They are my gods.
My raison d’être.
You are not in the habit of losing, Mother.
Do not ask me to choose.
- owais
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This was published earlier in "Love?"
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- owais
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This was published earlier in "Love?"
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