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Glaiza. 22. Philippines. Fun-loving person who enjoy's old musics, foods photography and mini blogging. thebfdesigns.com











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I miss the sound of your voice ‘Tay

I still remember when I was a child, you always saw my mistakes.

When I left the umbrella at school, you scolded me. When I wake up late, you scolded me. When I forgot the rice I’m cooking, you scolded me. When my dress was dirty because I play outside, you scolded me.

If I made a little mistake I knew I would hear your lectures again. And again and again..

But now that I grew older, I realized how I missed those days that I made mistakes. I missed those days, I get your attention. And then I feel how much you really care. You’re always there to guide me, that you don’t want me to be lost. You teached me things that I didn’t learned at school, and now the lectures that I really hate are now what I needed most. I miss the sound of your voice ‘Tay. I miss you so much.

11:07 am, by bernaldezglaiza

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