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I wish I could write my love to you. I want my words to touch you like sunshine. I want you to feel them surround you like the wind. Embrace you like the sea. I want to be like time--taking hold of you and not letting go until the end. I left before I met you. I had to prove myself to the world.   When you first saw me, you were still legally blind but that didn't stop the universe from revealing itself in your eyes; glistening as you nibbled on your little fingers.   I still haven’t claimed a name yet but you keep growing, no matter how much I wish you would slow down. I’m terrified. I feel I've already failed you and you’re not even a year old. Mostly because I’ll be back when you've probably developed kneecaps. You’ll be able to stand on your own. By then I won’t be part of those special memories-- those little pieces we cherish even as adults. I won’t be able to right this wrong-- I guess the only thing I can write right now ...is a thank you text for the new pictures of you. I wish I could write my love to you-- but you can’t read it yet and I can’t teach you to read.
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Apr 5, 2013
Apr 5, 2013 at 3:14 AM UTC
Growing up without Me.
I wish I could write my love to you. I want my words to touch you like sunshine. I want you to feel them surround you like the wind. Embrace you like the sea. I want to be like time--taking hold of you and not letting go until the end. I left before I met you. I had to prove myself to the world.   When you first saw me, you were still legally blind but that didn't stop the universe from revealing itself in your eyes; glistening as you nibbled on your little fingers.   I still haven’t claimed a name yet but you keep growing, no matter how much I wish you would slow down. I’m terrified. I feel I've already failed you and you’re not even a year old. Mostly because I’ll be back when you've probably developed kneecaps. You’ll be able to stand on your own. By then I won’t be part of those special memories-- those little pieces we cherish even as adults. I won’t be able to right this wrong-- I guess the only thing I can write right now ...is a thank you text for the new pictures of you. I wish I could write my love to you-- but you can’t read it yet and I can’t teach you to read.
Jasmine. You are the most precious girl in the world.
enlightenmekim
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Apr 5, 2013
Apr 5, 2013 at 3:14 AM UTC
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