I ALWAYS HAVE TO TOUCH YOU IN SOME WAY. IT’S LIKE I NEED CONSTANT PHYSICAL CONTACT. WHETHER IT’S MY FOOT TOUCHING YOURS, OR RUBBING YOUR BACK, PATTING YOUR HEAD, KISSING YOUR CHEEK, HOLDING YOUR HAND, HUGGING YOU, IT DOESN’T MATTER, I JUST ALWAYS WANT TO TOUCH YOU. LIKE IF I’M NOT TOUCHING YOU, YOU’RE NOT REAL OR SOMETHING. AND WHEN I’M HOLDING YOU AND ROCKING YOU TO SLEEP, I PUT MY FACE TO YOURS, AND BREATHE IN DEEPLY ON YOUR EXHALES. LIKE IT’LL SOMEHOW MAKE ME CLOSER TO YOU BY BREATHING IN YOUR BREATH. SILLY, I KNOW, BUT I’M JUST SO IN LOVE WITH YOU. EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU IS THE MOST AMAZING THING IN THE WORLD. YOU CAN BE SUCH A LITTLE BUTTHEAD, AND CAN HIT ME AND SMART OFF TO ME (YES, YOU’VE STARTED THAT), AND THEN YOU LOOK AT ME AND ALL THE FRUSTRATION AND HURT FEELINGS GOES AND I’M OVERWHELMED WITH ABSOLUTE LOVE. I WISH I COULD GIVE YOU EVERYTHING. I WISH I COULD GIVE YOU THE WHOLE WORLD. JUST THINKING OF YOU MAKES MY HEART FEEL LIKE IT’S GOING TO EXPLODE. I JUST ADORE YOU. EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU. I ALWAYS WILL – EVEN WHEN YOU’RE AN UNRULY TEENAGER, LOL!
♥ MOMMA