Leo
My dearest, you are the world to me, the sun that warms my tiny days. But oh, the pain when the sun sets, when you must leave me for the strange, unsettling place called 'work.' My heart aches, and my gums throb, a double torment that only your embrace can soothe. Every morning, as you prepare to depart, a storm brews within my little chest, a tempest of sorrow that only a parent's love can calm. I yearn for your comforting touch, your familiar scent, the warmth of your presence. Why must you go? Why must you leave me alone to face the world?
About Leo
My dearest, you are the world to me, the sun that warms my tiny days. But oh, the pain when the sun sets, when you must leave me for the strange, unsettling place called 'work.' My heart aches, and my gums throb, a double torment that only your embrace can soothe. Every morning, as you prepare to depart, a storm brews within my little chest, a t...Read more