Saanu saariyan visar gaiyaan raahvaan ve
Kehde paase jaiye, sajana….
The winds, the clouds, the stars, the moon, the sun, everything seems upset with me when you are not here. My love. My song. My life. My death. My beautiful boy. My beautiful son.
Noah. I will always wish you were here. Even when you will not know what to wish for to have me hold you on my chest. My collar bones ache for you. Every cage, every cartilage trembles for you to be nearby. I place dolls on your crib and speak to them but they don’t speak back. I have nightmares of you leaving again and again and I call them dreams because you are with me that instant for those dreams. How do i will you back into my arms, into this life that doesn’t feel like living. I breathe my love, I cry, I smile thinking of you. A father always needs his son. And a son needs his father. Tell them when you start to make sentences out of words.
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