Unspoken Thoughts

Entry #42

My Savior

Like her skin, the colors of the four walls that surrounded us were milky white. Her soft chuckles somehow combine with the sound of the lullaby that’s been playing since she woke up from a nine month sleep. She was enveloped by a mixture of cream and light pink blanket to keep her warm in the room that’s filled with coldness. It was a fascinating five minute experience as she fed from me. We had a heart to heart talk that only she and I could understand. We communicated using a language called “love”. Her soft features and angelic appearance immediately caught not only my soul but all of my heart. “I love you,” I gently whispered to her. She suddenly smiled after hearing what I’ve said. And by that time, I immediately knew what her answer was.