I remember the very first time we met,
your little hand shaked mine.
suddenly I felt the chaos inside me dissapeared and left only you and me..
Days two I found you,
I grabbed you from back and we were spinning faster and faster like we were mary go round, something that made you laughed out loud..
I told you a story and you listened to me carefully.. and after that we took a picture of us.. just the two of us..
And for the very first time I kissed you on cheek once.. ..
and after all this time I realized that I've been loving you since then..
Days three at our togheterness..
well, I knew it was the very last day,
a little part of me just died when I reached you in my arms for the very last time..
I cried but I wasnt' letting you to saw me like that..
I just wanted you to know that I love you, I've loved you from the very first day..
and I kissed you twice on cheek for never ever again..
Louis,
I hate farewell..
And I hate knowing how come three days togetherness could raised such a wonderful feeling..
And I hate to know that maybe you will forget me easily two days later after this, just like how I easily forgot all my kindergarten teachers..
But I hope sometimes you wonder about me on your simplest way..
I hope sometimes you miss me through your 3 years old little man's thought..
You were my best 3 days..
