When I was 19, my heart got broken. At around 2am in the morning. I walked over to where mama was sleeping peacefully, and for the first time in god knows how many years, cuddled up to her. She woke up, and blearily asked me what was wrong. I just burst out crying.
I remember her hugging me tightly, telling me everything was gonna be okay. I think she knew what must've happened. It was my first real heartbreak, and she was there for me.
So here's to the most beautiful woman in the world. Love you, Mama.
1 comment:
heartbroken?
hm~
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