Dear Jungwon,
it was our day.
i was dressed in white.
my uncle walked me down the aisle.
your grandparents made it.
oh how i wish,
our parents could see the happiness we built.
you kissed me,
and then i understood.
that your love
could be labeled a poison
and i'd drink it anyway.
"welcome home, mrs. yang."
"home is wherever you are, mr. yang."
i had a surprise for you.
you said you had an emergency,
you had no choice.
i said it could wait.
i was in pain.
each cell burnt, like an ember waiting to be unleashed.
as if the virus i has fought, had etched itself into my body just waiting for the moment
to awake.
i was in pain.
oh how i wish,
that you simply stayed
for the baby in my womb
needed us.
