Sorrow of Life!
"Maybe we don't deserve it", she said.
I looked at her, surprised.
"What are you trying to say?", I asked.
"Well, you know, I was wondering why we smile when we are sad. It makes no sense. This feeling of sorrow can be so crushing that we become blasé and end up smiling at our own life.", she replied.
Her calm self explored the abaddon as I kept looking at her beautiful face.
She continued,"But in that moment of despair, when we see an infant looking at us with its bright twinkling eyes, we just cannot hold back our tears and end up crying like an idiot.
We don't deserve it. This happiness, the ocean of love and care. We are monsters.
I don't want to create our baby into one."
Looking in her eyes, I hugged her. Seconds turned to minutes, minutes to hours. My angel gradually slipped into slumber.
And I decided never to cheat her again.