Unusual
Here’s an usual thing that keeps happening now and then, but there’s something unusual too… Mornings were sunny , when you use to wait for me to get to school, I use to get both of us into trouble by running late every time, and we both get scolded almost every time. Afternoons were warm but comfortable , when you use to keep the table unoccupied for me, even if you find yourself into a quarrel for that. Evenings were cold and dark, but with you taking me to that favorite park of mine, walking a mile with me, even if your legs hurt in sleep, with you in dark I felt bold . Nights were quiet and shush , but with you helping me out with homework and getting this lazy ass to do tons of homework with that ease, shush were meaningful than a meaningless clatter . That immature childhood , with maturity of care, compassion, empathy, affection , and childhood with maturity of clueless love , we carved plans for future. I always wanted to own my a cafĂ©, which you helped me to build ...