You grew up so big

I remember the times:

. You come to me crying at night

. Wanting me to hold you tight

. You'd want me to sing to you

. An you only let me cook for you

But now:

. You cry alone, just like I do

. You never let me hold you

. You sing that sad song called Blues

. An never let me cook for you

Yet now:

. You stand tall on your own

. You claim your body is as strong as stone

. You say you hold the world in your hands

. You also say sometimes you don't have a plan

However, I fell you hold me and cry when I see: My lord Alfred, you grew up so big.


Another random fanfic! But hey that's the story of my pencil and me X3. I'm happy how this turned out, an it was thanks to a picture my friend Becca drew me for Christmas.

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