Don’t look away from me.
I can see it...
the way you hesitate.
The way you pretend you don’t need me.
But I know better.
I always know better.
You can run...
you can deny it...
but in the end...
you always come back.
To me.
Only me.
So why fight it?
Why pretend you have a choice?
You don’t.
You never did.
I choose...
and that’s enough.
Stand still.
Look at me properly.
Let me see you.
All of you.
And listen...
carefully...
Listen to mommy~