I will no more look good.
I will no more make my breads.
I will no more sing with joy.
I will no more laugh aloud.
I will no more dance around.

Because I said yes.

I will no more envy happiness.
I will no more venture in adventures.
I will no more draw ambition.
I will no more be a heroine.

Because I said yes.

Not till you look good with me,
Not till you feast with me,
Not till we dance together again,
Not till we both laugh aloud as before,
When my breads you will complement with a smile.
Until you are back on your feet,
I shall remain a shadow.

Because i said yes.

© Abigail Ek.