Everyday I look at that picture. I carry a small one with me. Keep one in the car...you know...just in case something happens.
It's a small thing, but that smile means so much to me. It haunts my dreams; both good and bad.
I get so close to doing things I wouldn't. Nothing like hurting someone or stealing or anything so bas as that. Just, something not good.
In those situations, I close my eyes tight and I can see that smile I love so much. The smile he wears when he sees me.
I hope he knows. I hope he feels the same about my smile.
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