On his own,
this child is a dream.
The two of us went to play soccer in Breda's city park.
I was berated for wearing a skirt and not being able to drop-kick.
Afterwards, an ice cream and an observant walk through the lush greenery.
Even if he sometimes seems like a psycho, and he has woken and remained in a funk these past two days (must be the heat???) this kid is goodness personified.
He still makes my heart beat faster.
I'm still smitten with him.
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