funny how a fifteen year old can teach you wonders.
between the lines of fear & blame, i began to wonder; because your presence even with silence would mean the whole world to someone, who needs you there - a warm hug, a touch on the hands & tell them that it is okay to cry; so dont ever turn your back on me, dear.
i am sorry, for making you sad & hurt you real bad; for no longer being your guardian like i used to. do you know you grew up real fast, dear?
remember how i used to always remind you of the time that ayah first brought you home & why i know you love chicken a lot. :)
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♥ you dear, & i am sorry.
i cant wait to tuck you to sleep tonight. :)