when you lazily blinked your eyes, it looked as if there is a radiant peace in this world, and it’s the question if you can catch it.

you kept frolicking from one place to another, and it reminded me of a childhood that was a playground in itself.

you played me every sign of indifference till one day i wake up to see you silently tucked in by my side, sound asleep.

the only job you did when you weren’t asleep is that you ate. when you didn’t eat, you pooped. after you pooped, you ate again. then you slept.

but when you could both fit in the palms of a person, it brought a smile.

you were such small kids. and it’s a heartbreak losing you to some stupid strange illness.

may you find the way to them Pearly Gates.

RIP