He entered the room, his eyes full of pain.
To tell his wife the news,
he would have to go through the trauma again.
He moved closer to the bed
where his wife lay asleep,
Pain sketched all over her face,
Perhaps she knew it, too.
He took her hand in his
And she opened her eyes
There was hope in them,
Just a thought –
That maybe she was wrong.
But the way he looked at her
Confirmed the painful truth.
I stood there in a corner
And watched them, as they hugged each other
They both knew the news
They had lost their child forever
They cried in each other’s arms.
Unaware of my presence
They silently shared their pain
As in these circumstances words made no sense.
For them I did not even exist
And I felt as if I belonged to some other time
May be I was the past,
Or the supposed-to-be future...
The one who dissolved in the womb of a mother.
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