Sometimes it just seems easier to walk away from everything, leave it all behind. The only thing holding me back is the thought of hurt in those little eyes. Those eyes that watched everyone else walk away and out of her little life. She's so young, too young to hurt so bad. A little girl shouldn't have to go through so much, she should get the chance to be little. She should get the chance to have a mother that loves her, a father who's around, grandparent's that don't think of themselves first and foremost, and a brother that isn't selfish as god only knows what. If she never gets the chance to have any of those, I'll at least know she has a cousin that loves her and will never let her go. She has me, I wish I was all she needs, but I'm not and I know that. At least I'm something...At least I know she feels some sort of love.
