I have a little half brother,
Raoul, from my father's side.
He is two and half
and already speaks more languages than I do.
It saddens me that I so rarely see him any more,
I know he loves seeing me,
he has known my name since before nearly anything else,
he loves the teddies I buy him,
in fact the one I bought him for his first birthday he now sleep with every night!
( It was a big soft plush hippo =P )
But until I had him sitting in my lap and I was reading to him,
half asleep with such a content, peaceful look on his face
that I could even comprehend why someone would want to be a parent.
I can't even begin to explain.
he is my half brother,
bah ahh! so incredible! to have such a life,
it is as if all the responsibilities and effort
didn't seem so bad after all.
bah! now I'm talking crazy XD
well, missing you all,
ayrton
Listening to ; Renee Olstead - A Love That Will Last
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