I recall every little thing happening between she and I. I shouted her name in the morning from the next room, she asked me to go to her and hug her before I went jogging alone. She prepared for a glass of water for me to drink before I left, and a bottle of water for me to carry while I jogged. Even I am turning to 22 in less than 15 days, she still helps me to tie up my shoelaces, opens the door for me, stands at the balcony and watches me to leave til I disappear every morning. I can't find any reason not to love this woman, we might have disagreement and I occasionally get punished by her, but after all, she loves me so much more than anyone can. She helped me to cut my finger and toe nails this afternoon at the balcony. In the meantime, this has brought back so many memories of my childhood, when I was still quite dependent on her :3 just so beautiful...
PS: panpan's british accent cracked me up so much. The change of tones is so amusing to be recorded, I kept playing them and I still found them so funny no matter how many times I listened to xD Oh oh oh and the childhood photos he showed me was too damn cute :3 I like how chubby his dad and him used to be. I guess you can say that you can't get away from that nostalgic feeling when that precious memories are remembered.
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