Theres this moment when i sit at a chair . A special chair
used by the one who lost their ability to walk , either permanent
or just for a while .
And i just passed through and slide the door by my own
effort although the pain inside me not to .
I manage to open it after a while .
Its not just a door . Its a special door where someone
really sit to me and say " I love you " without hesitating .
And im proud of her . Always .