Random Short Stories

All My Heart

I loved them with all my heart. It didn't matter if I hadn't met them. It didn't matter that they had no clue I existed. They meant the world to me.

It was strange to think someone could have such an affect on me. I was happy if they were happy and sad if they were sad. I cried over them for so many different reasons. I laughed at them for so many more.

I could never tell or explain just how much they meant to me. It was hard to describe. But I knew I loved them with all my heart. They were my boys and I'd do anything for them.