Tuesday, April 28, 2009

I miss how you'd love to pinch my tummy.

I miss how you'll pick up my slippers and wear it for me when I dropped them.

I miss bugging you to wake up every evening to bring me dinner.

I miss when we sing-a-long in the car.

I miss wearing your tee and boxer to sleep.

I miss how you cruelly make me smell your armpit.

I miss how you haaaa at me with your stinky mouthbreath in the morning.

I miss how you vainly look at the mirror hugging me.

I miss when you ask me to check for 'anyone' under the bed before you sleep.

I miss the times you waited impatiently for me to finish my food, just because you need to shit.

I miss waiting for you to come back from coll with my lunch.

I miss crying in your arms, like a baby.

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