THE APPLE OF MY EYES

Like a clock of sand; it took some-time to create YOU. Each and every single grain of sand was the love and effort which I used to create you.

Patience..., Patient, ask me....! Ooh ask me if I wasn't patient when I created You. or not trying to get upset for the times when I ripped, traced, molded each and non accountable errors, mistakes, or take the sizes away, just to be right, just to be you... PERFECT.

Pencil, Marker, Ink, or Paint. How should I had known which one, It was the right-one, or maybe everything. Ask me if I knew what I was doing. Sure...! I knew, what It's right , what It's perfect, to be YOU.....

Even if It would be a mistake; for me.....! you will be forever ever PERFECT.

Because for a Creator a mistake, a difference; It is an outstanding, a highlight detail which makes you unique. A difference is gifted, is valued because It is rare, It is you, It's PERFECTION.

At the end what's perfection anyways, or isn't it, letting anything to be itself, to be remarkable by the time, to be You.

How could I had known It was ready, how should I had known It was the time, BUT IT HAPPEN.

Not trying to pay attention to the time, Not trying to rush myself or It could had gone worst. Not letting my mind to over come, Not thinking anything else important than you, only you,because what else could be more important at the time... than you ONLY YOU!!! THE APPLE OF MY EYES...