She grabs my hands to put them in her face, I like it,
But suddenly she pulls them off and throws them, -why?. I say
-I just didn't feel like it. She replies
Now I miss the sensation of her face. I wish she did it more often
Is cute, she's cute.
I look at her hair from the back
Her curly hair is almost black and shiny, gorgeous...
I think that later in life I will remember this moment and think how grateful I am to know her.
Wish that I would spent more time with her.
She looks worried
I ask "what's wrong?"
She replies "I have a headache"
" you want to go the nursery?"
"No, it's ok"
But then she starts to feel more sick and we have to go call her mother.
Her mom picks her up from and school and I see her go.
I'm suddenly, feeling empty.
This is just something I can't do anything about, but still feel mad about it because I know one day she will just not return... and now, with this big... hole in my heart, i resign and just try to butter it up as the cycle I have to face almost everyday,
The price for love.
