When i was one..
You always carried me in your arms.
Like I'm your most precious thing in the world.
Carried me close to you heart.
The warmth in you,
made me feel safe.
You smiled.
When i was ten.
In china.
You didn't say you want to take a pic with me.
You say nothing.
Just put your arms around me,
you didn't smile.
You seldom smile.
But, i know.
Inside you, your smiling.
When i was fourteen.
And you're eighty.
Came to my house.
Sat there on the sofa.
Quietly.
But smiling.
I love you.
This was supposed to be post on the 20th of april. Didn't manage to blog cause can't use computer.:(
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