A thing of beauty, lasts forever.
If only I could hold onto you forever and feel the soft, supple touch of your fingers on my head caffuning and those bouts of giggles over my absurd stupidity.
I'd happily stitch you to my soul, forever.
But I don't think I want you to last forever.
You'd have more people falling in love with you then, and Indeed, Im selfish. I want you all to myself.
I don't want you fighting against pain everyday. I want you to exist for how ever long you can.
But your presence, your beauty, and you will be a part of my heart, forever Ma. //ndcb
