I miss you.
It has been more days that I can count since I last saw both of you.
It’s a torture for me not to be able to see you grow up.
Not there to share your life.
I miss your boundless energy.
I miss your unrelenting questions.
I miss your stubbornness.
I miss your mischief, your naughtiness, your nose kiss but most of all…..
I miss you in my arms.
It has been more days that I can count since I last saw both of you.
It’s a torture for me not to be able to see you grow up.
Not there to share your life.
I miss your boundless energy.
I miss your unrelenting questions.
I miss your stubbornness.
I miss your mischief, your naughtiness, your nose kiss but most of all…..
I miss you in my arms.
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