THAT WAS BRIEF. THAT WAS A LIE.

I grew up papa always tells me if I take an afternoon nap, I’ll have my snack and mama will get back home.

As a child, I would always believe that.

But it was always a lie. A lie I would always love to believe in.

As usual, when I woke up, I will always have my snacks, but never my mama. Sometimes she calls, but she’s always crying.

She always tells me that she misses me, but she can’t go home because she’s doing it all for me.

As a child, I would always not believe that.

But that is the truth, I will never understand on the moment.

I couldn’t understand why she needs to take care other children abroad, and letting me live a life without her. I always missed her, that I sometimes I forget about papa.

And last night I called her if she could come to my birthday just this once.
“Sure baby, I will. I love you!” That was brief. That was a lie. I know. But that was a lie I always prayed to be true.

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