Noticed?

Tenderly she stirred it.
Afraid of it being overdone.
She move that knob.
Just a little.
To the left.
Then to the right.
Must be right.

Just salty enough for him.
Not that hard for her.
Warm enough not to burn their tongue.

When they forget.
She packed. Not just enough. But more.
All her love. Every inch of her heart.
In there.
That plastic container.

Will it be enough she wondered?
And she put in an extra piece of meat. Just in case.

And yes, little lil loves green vege.
Another piece of vege.
Make sure. Something everyone likes.
Cause it is how she have always been.
There.

Loaded.Packed. And sent.


Alone it sat.



1 night.




2 night.




3 night.




Until someone notice that bland dull looking fried mee by the corner.

And throw it away.