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"A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, it knows no pity, it dares all things and crashes down remorselessly all that stands in its path." —————
HER PRETTY LIPS LIED. Jaw clenched and veins showing, nostalgic thoughts clouded Jimin's mind once again, like an abrupt rain. He remembered how her soft, delicate fingers would caress his cheeks as she adored him with her love. Its tips carefully folding the pages of his favorite book, with her lips moving and her soothing voice echoing in the corners of his room. Her pretty little lips, leaving a trail of kisses on his forehead, giving him fire and warmth from the cold sky above. He longed to experience those once again, but not with his dead mother laying inside a coffin, gloomy and lifeless.
"She was magnificent." His father uttered, rough hands on the boy's shoulder. "She had a great life."
Silence lingered for a while until his father broke it with a silent smile.
"Human life..." He dazed, with his gaze on his dead wife; or rather the corpse, who once contained the woman he loves.
"How fragile." He let out a soft, sad smile. "One day you will meet this woman, beautiful and lovely and the next day." He crossed his arms.
"She's dead." Jimin's jaw clenched, although he can not deny the truth his father gave. "Every trace of her will be gone. Her smile? Gone. Her laugh? Gone. As if she was never there, as if she did not exist at all."
Human life. Jimin uttered in his mind as his eyes betrayed him, letting out a salty tear. And it continued, with his lips sobbing, voice cracking, knees limping, and heart dying. He crouched, his eyes sprouting tears as he let out a large cry. The father watched his son break with a sad smile. They are too fragile.
It was a scene of a broken son and a sad father with a cracked smile, with the picture of the woman they loved, dead on their eyes.
