My question to life has always been, what for?
Why do we try so hard to live life right?
Why do we try so hard to make things right?
Why do we try so hard to make others happy?
Why try to make life worth it?
Why if we will all eventually die and be forgaten?
Now I am a mother and I know why?
It is because when I wake-up and see his smile
It is because when I wake-up and see his eyes
It is because when he calls me mommy
It is because when he says "hold me"
It is because when he hugs me
It is when he kisses me
It is when he rubs his little face with mine
It is because of him that life is worth it
It is because of him that I am here
It is because of him that I love life
It is because of him that everything matters...
And, with no doubt it is because of him that I don't want to die.I love him with all my heart and I know that this love will not hurt me and will not end no matter what...
