My little big inspiration

One of the biggest inspiration in my life is my little sis' Bimba (italian, means: little girl). She came to the world when i was a rebel fifteen. I had an enormous amount of anger and pain in me, and one winter day, all of a sudden - i've fallen in love. 

She was so tiny and fragile, so delicate. She took my heart and will keep it forever. It happened so incredibly fast. I remember how i used to sing her lullabies, how we watched cartoons together, how i taught her how to walk and catch butterflies... She was the first person i loved so much. 

We spent lots of time together, i thought of her as "my" Bimba. But one day i had to leave... Now we see each other once a year, or even less. I miss her so much. Sometimes i regret that i left her - and i know that she's in good hands... It's just... There are times i'd like to hold you, and hug you, and tell you that you're the most beutiful princess in the world... But i can't. 

My little ballerina. I will always love you.