having you ma and pa

having you ma and pa

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sometimes we only feel their presence and not their importance. we just being happy go lucky,ask for anything.which is impossible sometimes........cause we know, that they can't say no! to us. sometimes we ain't say those magical words, cause we think that they already feel it, that it isn't necessary. But we don't know that those simple things and gestures could make them happy and can give them strength to go on. I hope that these could make us realize how lucky we are to have them. And make them feel it before we regret and worst, if they couldn't hear and feel it anymore. spread the word of love and recognition before its too late...<3<3<3 >>>>>>you can click the video so you can really feel the meditation
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"Lost Friends To Lovers" Dad told me real love happens once and when it does, never hide your feelings. Too bad, he told me late. I held them and lost her. Until I found her again. Blue-eyed, brown hair. That dimple on the right cheek, it hasn't changed much. Well, she hasn't changed much either. I can feel her body exuding the same warmth as the old times, her innocence still shining bright like it used to. This little surprise is racing my heart even when she is far from me...wait? Far? With her eyes busy finding something in her handbag, she is coming toward me. Me. Is my back erecting? What is she doing here? In a school? Is she my son's teacher? I find myself curious now. But then, she takes a seat beside me and smiles at the teacher. I can not help but wonder. Is she a parent too? Short Story

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