ᅠ ᅠ 𝐷𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑

i'm so proud of you. i'm so very proud of you.

she quietly hums. a nod following suit. a step closer towards her mama again. “ for the journey ? ” she hopes , that her mama sees this as her willing enough to meet her halfway.

she knows right there and then that , once again , she's hit where it hurts. she always manages to do so. but her sour mood remains , as does the distance she's put between them. her eyes no longer find those of her mama. “ I know. ”

and she knows. it always goes like this. they almost always part like this. her mood sours , the flowers wilt. as she steps away from her mother. a quiet scoff. “ I am. ”

“ 'm sorry , mama. ” but that's the way it is. her husband's calling for her , she can feel it in the way the earth lightly rumbles. “ I'll visit 'gain next time , real soon , mama. ”