When I was in France I was talking to my 5 year old brother on the phone one night and he told me I had to come back so that he could give me my Valentine’s card. So I got back yesterday, the 14th, and he gave it to me, very excited to see my reaction. I opened it and it said:

I am sad because my sister is in France, I love her and I hope she will come back soon, she is beautiful and she can speak French and she is my best friend.

and I literally cried. I cried and cried and couldn’t stop crying. I want to cry just thinking about it. I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

That which is dreamed can never be lost, can never be undreamed.

(Source: healthynarcissism)

He laughs at my dreams but I dream of his laughter..