I took a different approach to the essay, do you think it will work? Is it too unclear about what is my favorite word? I tried my best too reveal as much info as possible without changing the writing style.
And I absolutely hate the ending. Please help me improve it. Thank you :)
Dear Mother,
Do not tell me that you will love me always, because such word does not exist. For eternity, I have been waiting for the everlasting to come, but I see nothing, just empty promises. Your ephemeral passion is like a fire in a vacant room, like a vortex that sucked away my every hope that one day you will change. You told me that everything in this world will fade away, just like my ephemeral dreams have long gone. I was foolish not to grasp on the reality that you, will not change.
It took me years to realize that what I have always believe in will disappear, just like your love. You left me to chase after your delusion, to chase after the land of opportunity. You took away everything, but left one lie, the fabrication that haunted my dream like a ghost: "One day you will understand".
Did you know my best friend Jimmy passed away? Yes, I was the last one to see him, the last one to watch his suffering, the last one to witness him shatter our ephemeral friendship.
Do not be angry at me for my pessimistic perspective about the world. Because for ten years that you abandon Father and I to go to America, I have learned that sorrow is also momentary. We were homeless. We were hungry and thirsty. However, the darkness had fled away. We have won over our fate.
I cannot wait for the day to tell you that "ephemeral" is not always negative. It taught me how to be a person in the world that full of irony.
Your son.
And I absolutely hate the ending. Please help me improve it. Thank you :)
Dear Mother,
Do not tell me that you will love me always, because such word does not exist. For eternity, I have been waiting for the everlasting to come, but I see nothing, just empty promises. Your ephemeral passion is like a fire in a vacant room, like a vortex that sucked away my every hope that one day you will change. You told me that everything in this world will fade away, just like my ephemeral dreams have long gone. I was foolish not to grasp on the reality that you, will not change.
It took me years to realize that what I have always believe in will disappear, just like your love. You left me to chase after your delusion, to chase after the land of opportunity. You took away everything, but left one lie, the fabrication that haunted my dream like a ghost: "One day you will understand".
Did you know my best friend Jimmy passed away? Yes, I was the last one to see him, the last one to watch his suffering, the last one to witness him shatter our ephemeral friendship.
Do not be angry at me for my pessimistic perspective about the world. Because for ten years that you abandon Father and I to go to America, I have learned that sorrow is also momentary. We were homeless. We were hungry and thirsty. However, the darkness had fled away. We have won over our fate.
I cannot wait for the day to tell you that "ephemeral" is not always negative. It taught me how to be a person in the world that full of irony.
Your son.
