Dear Mom,

curiousity

dear mom,

i woke up,

around three a.m.

i remember turning around,

and seeing cedric looking at me.

i sort of freaked out,

but he had this small smile,

even though his eyes were begging for sleep.

i remember asking him,

if he was awake the whole time,

and he sheepishly responded with yes.

it was sweet and cute,

cedric was watching over me,

and making sure i was okay in my sleep.

for some odd reason,

i remember the first time we met,

how he said he lost his dad,

and how his mom was missing.

so i asked him what he meant by that,

and he had this sad look on his face.

love,

ann

scribbled on mattress