06th April, 2023.
Heaven looked down whenever 12.00 AM strikes, wondering are you still down there, surviving and living ; oh, the beloved heaven-sent angel. What a divine being that you are, even with burnt scars whereas your wings had been teared away, even with every paper cuts and little scars scattering your body.
Elyesa, heaven must be smiling, giddy. Knowing their angel is safe and sound from the wretched chaos in this special day. If it’s not, then let me step in. Let my two hands cover your ears when it gets loud inside your head, let my mouth speak of anything and everything to distract you from your heavy thoughts, let my shoulders be the place you can safely lean on when you’re tired, let my back carry a little bit of your weight, let me be there.
Precious, that, you are. You truly have a place in my heart and mind, you’re someone I cherish and adore. Elyesa, in case you haven’t hear it in a long time, I’m proud of you; of your accomplishments, of your hard works, of your jokes, of your depth in knowledge, of everything. You’re more than enough, more than great.
I’m proud of you simply because you’re Elyesa.
