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Loving someone means caring more for their happiness than your own. No matter what it takes, you only want to see them smile.
The salty wind blew through their hair,
The waves tickled their feet.
The sand was soft beneath their toes
The last rays of sun caressed their face.
The two of them danced together.
It was unplanned, spontaneous,
Giving in to the whims of the dancers,
And yet, their love for each other shone
As brightly as the sun on the sea.
I watched them from far above,
From my perch on the rocky hill.
Day after day they danced and
Every day I watched them.
I did not want them to see me.
They did not need to see me.
I would only take away the happiness
I had made sure was theirs.
I stayed for awhile, watching.
But, the sun sank into the sea and
The two of them left hand-in-hand.
I waited for awhile, thinking
And contemplating “What if’?”
What if I had done this?
Would it be me with him instead of her?
I can’t change the past.
The sun had set, and yet
I still sat there above the beach.
The wind began to blow, and yet
I still sat there.
I had lost to her, but
I had done it of my own free will.
Was I happy?
Was my choice the right one?
It was too late to change it now.
They would come back tomorrow.
I knew they would. How could they not?
It is a repeating cycle.
The two dance on the ocean shores and
I watch from the cliffs above.
I am silent, unseen.
She does not know what I have given up
So that she can have this happiness.
I get home after she does.
She is already in her night gown
And ready for bed.
She knows I know where she’s been.
“How was it?” I ask. “Good,” she says.
She has no secrets from me,
And I feel bad because
I am keeping one from her.
She does not know how I feel about him.
I shower and let the water
Wash away my thoughts,
But it is only temporary.
I have given up my own happiness
For you, dear sister.
Let me find some consolation
By sharing in yours.
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