Unutterable


A masterpiece of words that has eluded me for years. A love that is a tapestry of emotions, intricately woven with tenderness, warmth, and unyielding devotion. Like a writer seeking the perfect expression, I have searched for ways to capture the depth of her affection, but the beauty of her adoration transcends any words I could pen.

Just as a metaphor unveils hidden truths, her love revealed the depths of my worth and potential. Through her eyes, I discovered a version of myself that I had never known before — that I am worthy of love. Her presence was an embrace of a warm summer breeze, soothing and comforting, a gentle reminder that she is always there, no matter the season of life. Her touch soothed the wounds of disappointment and heartache like the gentle strokes of a pen. Her empathy flows freely like ink on a page, allowing me to express my deepest fears and insecurities.

She was a mere vivid picture of adoration, an unwritten masterpiece that continues to unfold — a masterpiece that will forever be etched upon my heart — an ink that has filled the pages of my life. 


A metaphor I've been trying to write down for years -- my mother.

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