My Clinging rock
I've always been the clinging one but no one really understood this except you.
I remember as a child, I will sit outside from 6am on your intended date of return from the university.
Sometimes it took another 3days but I'll sit there everyday waiting.
When it was time for you to go back to school, you will hide to leave cos I will cry my eyes out seeing you leave.
I didn't outgrow it as a teenager. I still chased my Clinging rock for support.
You are the first evidence of human show of love that I know. Though imperfect, you were perfect for me.
You became my weakness too cos I couldn't do anything unless you approved of it.
I've become a grown woman now, clinging sorely to Jesus.(I'll forever be a clinger...lol).
Now and always, I'll always love you