What i stole from my days
i have to admit, i don't have all the time in the world for you. i have to say it must be hard for you, seeing my back while i'm leaving in a rush. it was never too hard for me as a kid, my mom has always been around, even whenever she's far, she seems so near for no reason. but then i remember small things that we did together, i liked it a lot it comforts me whenever she's away. eating combro is one. because whenever she picked me up from ballet lesson, we always buy this combro, i ate the singkong, she ate the oncom. delish! i really like the way she manages things for us, small things we did repeatedly, it becomes a comforting habit. so when i misses her, i can just go straight finding a combro, and i'll be fine. then i have some ideas how i'd want you to remember me, here's small pieces of stuff i stole from my crazy days, for us. i quietly kissed your face when i got home so late, and you're already asleep. you'll open