Taii's Blog

In a apartment, a bunch of people, and a baby, and I was holding him.

That's the last thing Iwould think of. All these days, so less time this idea ever counted on me.

What would it be like? If I made it in different way.

All those years, the idea has been wrong. I'm the only one care myself the most, not others who just came out  with impulse.

I was holding him that gently, watching him warmly, the warmth was so touching even in a dream.

Years after, hope I can be better to make everything beautiful like I've dreamed of.

A happy family.