matercula: eat your heart out, belle, this is my library now (EAGER ⚕ dewey decimal do we ever)
Lisa Ţepeş ([personal profile] matercula) wrote in [personal profile] cryptsleeper 2018-12-18 03:38 am (UTC)

My boy.

[She raises herself up, catching his cheek with a soft kiss.]

The day you learned to walk, it was so hard to let go of your hands. But you didn't fall. You wobbled your way to your father with a smile on your face, and he'd barely even caught you before you wanted to do it again, just to show off.

[Her hand slides around to the nape of his neck, gently supporting the back of his head.]

I was afraid to let go of you, but you weren't afraid, not in the slightest. That's all I want for you now. To be able to let go of our hands, and show us how far you can go.

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