l’homme de ma vie..

when he’s sick, I wish I can hug and wipe his cold sweat.
when he went for eye surgery, I wish I can be there for him.
When he sleep, I wish I can give him comfort..
I’m a big girl and I know the risk of my decision of going so faraway from him..
Couldn’t do any of those above.
Embrace!

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s