As this slight, unsettling band of emotions settle in my chest,

nestles into the depths of my non-beating, dead and withering heart,

I cannot help but wonder why.

Why did I reason

the way I did,

and why did I

conclude,

that yes,

I will give you aid.

I will care for you.

The world can be damned if it tries to hinder me.

I wonder,

albeit the answer being as clear as

summer rains.