You were once a person wanted me to be happy...
Once a person who made me happy..
Once a person who's everything to me..
Once a person who never left me..
I never wanted to let go of such a person.
I always want it. I was blinded by it.
It started my greed and I kept expecting from it .
Until it breeds my disappointment.
I have forgotten that he was my little turtle.
A person who's fragile and soft inside.
A person who's lovely because his slow journey in life. You'll feel life is too long if your lonely enough to live. But not for my little turtle.
I realized that I became a little rabbit to him.
Egostic and ignored his situation.
Full of greed to achieve my own.
Very different from when I first saw my little turtle.
And so like the rabbit from the children's tale.
I'm willing to be the cost to fulfil his journey being happy.
For that Is the price for winning the race between the turtle and the rabbit.. Therefore I am the consequence.