Since when, my memories were filled with another girl. A second one who has steals my heart away. I cannot do anything without noticing her present. She was there when I am listening to my favorite music. She was there when I saw other parents push their little girl into MRT in a walker. She is here as I blog.
Ruth invented her own language recently, which she speaks with enthusiasm. Without understanding a single word, I know they mean love. I cannot recall how I got home, it is because my heart reaches first.
I freeze the moment. The moment melts me.