I think everyone goes through a point in life where we have a rush of sweet memories about a person overtaking the heart. The feeling is so overpowering that you would give anything to go back to that moment, just to feel it again, to cherish it. And the fact that you cannot go back in time is enough to drive you over the edge. There has to be some release. Mine is writing.
I've been missing my almost three years old niece, Leeza Daneen, for a while now.
Hey Leeza, do you miss me?
I'm missing you, dear, very badly. I miss having you sleep on my chest with your soft little arms clutching my sides. I miss your short, quick breaths pressing down on me when you sleep. I miss feeling your heartbeats alongside mine. And I miss the curve of a smile on your lips when you dream.
I miss your nonsense stories and your sweet talk. I miss seeing you brush back your hair from you face. I miss how your voice changes when you get excited. I miss laughing at your mischief. I miss the way you made us fall in love with you. And I miss how happiness meant you for all of us.
I miss making dumb faces to make you laugh when you cry. I miss how only I could calm you when you become sick. I miss hearing you ask your mother for me in the darkness of the night. I miss the sleepless nights I held you when you were crying your eyes out. And I miss being a second mother to you.
Now I have another baby here, your cousin, my nephew. He sleeps on my body too. But he does not replace you nor do I want anyone to. Because you and I, we had that connection. Something that drew us close. I hope that after years pass by, we would still be what we were before you left - each other's solace.
You'll always remain the most beautiful baby in my world.
I love you Daneen, my princess...
Love,
Your Aunt
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Random Outbursts
RandomA collection of random thoughts, poems and reminders that I pen down. Cover credits: @angelofegypt