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Toast<\/strong><\/p>\n I’ve always been an observer. <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Allegra Dubus-Brandolini<\/strong> is a senior in high school. When she is not writing, she is busy acting, dancing, and singing. She plans on continuing her study of writing in college.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Toast I’ve always been an observer. Like the moon watched the sun shine across the earth basking in its beauty and everything that gets to feel its gentle kiss. I observed the buds blooming on our lilac tree in the front yard and as I smelled them, they cradled my little chubby face […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-17111","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17111","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=17111"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17111\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17330,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17111\/revisions\/17330"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17111"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17111"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17111"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nLike the moon watched the sun shine across the earth basking in its beauty and everything that gets to feel its gentle kiss.
\nI observed the buds blooming on our lilac tree in the front yard and as I smelled them, they cradled my little chubby face and said
\n\u201cDon\u2019t worry, I\u2019m coming.\u201d
\nI observed seconds becoming minutes, becoming hours, becoming days, becoming months, becoming years.
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\nI observed the ground becoming further away and the ceiling just out of my reach.
\nI observed you, mom, staring off into the distance, as if you were nearing a black hole and were climbing into its depths, leaving me chasing behind you screaming \u201cWait, I want to come too!\u201d
\nI want to come too.
\nWhen I let those words escape my mouth, while dad was away, your eyes became big and soft, and suddenly there was no black hole, but a forest, and you and I were traveling hand in hand.
\nHand in hand.
\nI observed the anxious feelings bubbling up when you realized we were on our own, but to me, I felt as if we were astronauts floating from one planet to the other, waiting to find our galaxy.
\nI observed your tears, when you thought I wasn\u2019t looking
\nBut you should know by now, I\u2019m always looking
\nI observed your fear, your frustration, your anger.
\nBut mostly, I saw your heart.
\nThis big beautiful bleeding heart that was just pumping and breathing for love.
\nNow your heart has found its partner.
\nA place to rest its head when it all becomes too much.
\nA person to dance with in the kitchen on a normal Monday afternoon.
\nSomeone to make you snort when you laugh.
\nBefore him, I never heard you snort.
\nYou have found your partner.
\nThe king to your queen.
\nThe astronauts have retired. They have finally found their home. It was not a heaven per say, but a safe haven made up of talking over movies, laughing while eating cr\u00eapes and jam, and music.
\nLots of music.
\nMom, we have finally found our galaxy
\nAnd I observed it all.<\/p>\n