May 23, 2012 20:22
There's this boy in my class. He's quiet, attentive, lovable and follows instructions but he can't read. I'm starting to pay more attention to him, and am trying to guide him as much as I can. But I've got no idea why, every time I look at him, my heart aches. Wish I knew him earlier...
& this is dedicated to my dear girl, Qi:
"Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it." - Mitch albom
Just like her, you'll stay strong and hang on. You'll pull through this difficult time like you always do. We have faith in you.