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The Day I lost my mother, You told me something seemed to be very weired.. You said, “don’t cry sweetheart, I’ll love you like your mother” People may think how a boyfriend could possibly love someone like her mom! But I believed you, Cause I knew how much you love me And I knew you can love me in every possible way. And you proved it my darling. Today I see you are my that old friend, Who became a lover day by day.. and even can care for me as my mother! I feel it when you push me for something, though I hate it, (knowing I would actually love it later!) To cover that up you then do something that makes me relaxed and not to feel to be pushed! Then you silently keep doing what you needed to do... Saying nothing you then say so much my dear.. I still believe you like that day, I just don’t have any idea how you do all that! And I’m a poor girl... can’t do anything... as you do, but only loving you like hell! I don’t even have a perfect word, Or at least an ...