For my love

I do not expect you to read this. This blog is so messy and so personal but I feel I truly want to write something.

I have never had this feeling before, or even near of this sort. I miss you, my sis. I miss the feeling. I can call it the feeling of love. A sure love, something certain that I will not need to doubt is it a genuine one and fear of betray - an unconditional love.

I miss your smell.

I simply miss your tender lips and cool skin.

I deeply love your hand touching me whenever I cough. I love your voice at that time, I always know exactly what you will say but I always feel amazingly happy every time I hear that. I absolutely wish to hear it over again and again. The voice of love.

I love to hear your voice and love your accompany. I feel I am loved. That feeling is clear and desirable.

I love your luom and your gentle smile - maybe not the most beautiful but for me the most innocent one in the world.

I love seeing you in the kitchen. You are a star there, I love to help you so much. You are so female there with it real meaning. You are just wonderful.



I love all the feeling you bring about and I love you too.
I wish you all the best and that your every wish will be done, my little sun.

You showed me LOVE.