“A mark for every breath you took, every blink, every sleepy yawn. One for every time you sucked your thumb, waved hello, closed your eyes and slept in the most perfect darkness. One for every time you had the hiccups. One for every dream you dreamed within me.

It isn’t very pretty anymore. Some may even think it’s ugly. That’s OK. It was your home. It’s where I first grew to love you, where I lay my hand as I dreamed about who you were and who you would be. It held you until my arms could, and for that, I will always find something beautiful in it.”

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My Birthday Wishlist/s ♥_♥

Missing someone isn’t about how long it’s been since you’ve last seen or talked to a person, it’s that very moment when you wish they were here to share it with. - I miss you Khaye “weeek” ♥

Memories may fade but they can never be erased.