My parents said that I could do everything for the whole world, the strangers but I am selfish and ignorant to my own family, my loved ones.
Gosh, am I taking them for granted?
Argued with dad, with mom, with sister, with Nhai. With all the people I love and yet whenever I talk to a person outside my definitions of “loved ones”, I smile as if nothing in the world can go wrong.
Because they are the ones that I am being honest to. Because they are the ones only with whom I am able to be myself. To express my hyperness, my frustration, my not-so-pretty sides. To run into their arms and hug them tightly ( I wish). To get rid of the so-called social make-up.
To run barefoot on the green grass. To laugh so hard until I cry. To whisper into their ears ” I love you so much”.
Hope they understand me. Hope they still love me as much as I do to them.