I asked my mummy when was the first time she fell in love.
She told me maybe it was when she was 12. They had never told each other but they knew it themselves.
I asked her how many times has she fallen in love.
She told me maybe twice. And she has never felt like that before.
I asked her is it true that sex with love is much more meaningful than sex for fun?
She said definitely.
And then i asked her how was it giving birth to my first sis.
She told me she cried because she has never felt this love for someone, ever.
I asked her, what does she live by now.
She told me love and hope. Always hope to love and love to hope.

Yours.