All Strangers

Guardian angel

I asked people around me:

‘If I’d die tomorrow, would you cry?’

‘I think so.’ She replied but then tried to pry.

‘I don’t know’. He answered with pure honesty.

‘Of course!’ she said, her lie faking misery.

“Why do you ask such a thing?”

His voice was the one and only that made me shut up.

His curios eyes that bore into my soul made me stop.

I couldn’t say another word if he looked like that at me.

I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t speak nor could I see.

He made me forget about my desperate wish,

His scolding hushing me to complete silence;

His care motivating me to live.

On.