You, my kid, has the most detailed heart. When I think you have sorrow, you come up with a poem of glory. When I think you are scared of life, you tell me that you fear nothing. You are intrinsic to Gods destiny, that I can sense on your silenced world. Yet the darkness be your friend, where you transit and flirt with it, without being enamored or being pursued by it.
When I think I could read your mind, you twist your thoughts to new directions, so fast that it infuriates my own thoughts and mesmerizes my implication.
Son, I\'ve know you since you were born. I love you with my heart dearly. Yet son of mine you are only not, but born from a species greater then I am. I\'m still looking into your eyes and see the familiarity of an incognito.