My Titania

A queen,
A fairy,
A healer,
A loving mother.

This is who she is,
This is what she embodies,
This is her mission,
This is her joy.

Titania — my dearest friend.
Titania — the first to truly understand me.
Titania — my healer,
My endless source of strength.

Sometimes, I wish I could carry her burdens.
Sometimes, I wonder what it’s like to be her.
Sometimes, I long to help her through the storms.
Sometimes, I ask myself if she’s grown weary.

I want to tell her everything.
I want to pour out all that I feel.
I want to hold her close, every single day.
I want to kiss her gently and never let go.

I wish she could take away my darkness.
I wish she could live forever.
I wish she could cast a spell to ease her pain.
I wish she could smile, every single day.

I know she reads me, sometimes without a word.
I know she understands even my silence.
I know she hides her pain to keep us from hurting.
I know she sometimes thinks I’m strange — and still, she stays.

She is the greatest gift I’ve ever received.
She is my eternal queen.
She is the first and last woman I will ever love.
She is my magic, my strength, my light.

My Titania.
My treasure.
My guardian.
My shield and my hope.