Babbling

I always remember.

In the loudest silence, years of years of longing and yearning.

It was a battle each year not to congratulate you, however, you were always in my prayer.

Thus, I have finally lowered my ego.

After years of battling, then, one afternoon, I congratulated you. 

I tested you —your ego, your feeling, your tenderness.

This month,

I have found my answer: you did not pass the test.

You did not care at all.