Montag, 23. Mai 2011

a mothers heart is a patchwork of love.

my mom is my hero. she is the person i look up to. she is the person i run to when i don't know what to do next. shes the one that knows exactly if i'm just faking a smile. she knows whether or not i've been quietly crying through the night. she's always on my side, whether i'm right or wrong. and she's always there for me. she would always defend me. she'll never leave me. she'll always know who i am, even if i may loose sight of myself. and she'll do all that without expecting anything from me. a mothers care is simply something that can not be replaced by anything else.



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