A Woman's Quiet Sorrow

I don't normally post photos of her and I together on flickr publically,

because it could have some bad consequences for me

if a certain person finds out.

 

But lucky for me she doesn't come on here or have an account on here,

so I am relatively safe for now.

 

But I title this photo because,

we had an intensive conversation the other day.

Something I thought about.

 

It was a rather sad conversation that made me think about

actually how much she depends on me. I always felt

my existence in her life was terribly inconvient,

and I have hurt her.

 

She said to have a relatively risk free life,

she would have to kill the feelings inside of her.

Kill being a woman, because those at her home

don't accept her. And because I accept her at least someone out there is waiting for her...

I know that as well, and it always had made me sad for her.

 

She said she would have the middle of the road existence until

her time is up on this planet.

 

She said maybe she was selfish for letting us be so close,

if she was afraid of risks, she wouldn't have called, or filmed with me

to prevent me from being hurt.

 

But the reality is I feel so terrible, that I wish not to be an inconvience

for her because we became closer.

 

This is a sad picture of comfort.

 

It's how she looks why I titled it as such.

 

She knew our time together to film was short,

but doesn't make it any less sad because we know.

 

We hope she will come back to film again soon.

 

Love,

Mee-joo

 

 

Done