There are so few.
Grow up! He said whilst looking into nothingness.
I stood there staring at the floor; the carpet was a faded blue. It might have once been vivid blue, but now; now only a suggestion.
I heard him. Every word. Yet none of it made sense.

One day you will understand that I am grown up.
For I am so ready! So ready for it all to end.
For doesn't seeing the end mark the nearing of the finish.

I love you he said. If only you would see.
All this I made; I made for you.

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