Hi Mama, It's your only son Kakavasha,
Recently I wrote a letter to big sis. I hope it reached her well. I told big sis about lessons I have learnt, and so on. Mama... did big sis tell you what I shared with her? I hope you're proud of me Mama! I miss your warm hugs and you're comforting embrace. I look back and remember crying over small things like paper cuts, you would wrap me in your arms every time. I'll be honest, there are days where I want to cry and weep, I know I'm all grown up now, but some days my inner child still aches. Every person needs their Mama, don't they? Sometimes, I look into my reflection, my hand seems to always find its way hidden behind my back driven by an overwhelming sense of fear. I don't understand why I get like that so much, but I will overcome it one day, I told big sis how I have to keep going now! I am Kakavasha aren't I? I am yours and Papa's only son. No matter happens I won't give up, until we reunite again. I told big sis about how the three of you keep showing me gorgeous sunsets and sunrises. But , I also see your light shining down on me in the stars and moon.. Like your eyes Ma. Keep guiding me in the dark, so I can continue to make you proud of me. I love you, and I'll write to Papa next. Please take care of big sister, and Papa; I'll take care of myself too, so you don't have anxiety like you would get most days. I'll learn to love myself, for you and me. And Mama.. The moon is beautiful tonight, isn't it?
Goodbye Mama, keep sparkling down on me.
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Kakavasha's inner voice
PoetryA series of letters I have written , From Aventurine/ Kakavasha's Pov to the people he has lost and loves
