Meera

She has once been the warmest part of your life-the girl who held you hand tightly, who laughed too loudly and dreamed with her heart. You met when you were too young to know what love was. Two kids on a sunlit side walk. Trading stickers and secrets.  Two teenagers whispering midnight plans and dreams. Two young adults who finally realized that the love they were looking for was right in front of them. She wanted to become a global icon. And you wanted her to shine. She climbed too fast in less than a year the sweet, beautiful innocent girl you recognize became a worldwide superstar.  Her name appeared on billboards. Her voice of field arenas. Every camera wanted to see her face. There wasn’t a lens that didn’t find her. Fame didn’t come empty-handed –  it takes And takes And takes Her smile changed first. then her voice, and then the way she looked at you. then the way she didn’t look at you. Even when she was home, she wasn’t with you. She was cold She was dismissive She just wasn’t her anymore The girl who wants held your hand and watch movies no longer showed up  You have a six-year-old daughter that you take care of. If you love and care for that, misses her mom. That ask you every night when is mommy coming home? She missed her last birthday. And steel… You wait. You always wait. Tonight after three months away, she finally comes home. You prepared everything just the way she likes it You tidied the room Her favorite food And a nice quiet little space A romantically set up table She just walked passed you the cold air from the airplane still on her. Then she stopped and hesitated for a minute  her voice cold and distant.  “I have an event tonight. Don’t wait up.” She didn’t look at you she walked straight towards the door. And then she stopped