My Parents (Love)
06.26.04 | 9:07 p.m.
Mood: Lovieee
Music: Brown Eyes - Destiny's Child & Angela
My parents...
She's the one who will always ask me to tell her what's wrong, even though she already secretly knows.
He's the one I can talk to about anything intellectual or human rights, and who will actually have good points about it.
She's the one who will let me hug her before she leaves the house for work or even just to go grocery shopping.
He's the one I say "Good Morning!" to every morning and who will dutily respond back to me.
She's the one who will let me share her bed with her after an afternoon full of horror movies and creepy stories.
He's the one who will always provide me with a warm glass of milk every morning when I wake and every night before I sleep.
She's the one who I can stay up late at night watching old Chinese movies and talking endlessly about the characters.
He's the one I can bug into playing board games with me on boring stormy weekends.
She's the one who will scold me into cleaning my room, just so that no dustbunnies or rats come rolling in.
He's the one who wouldn't ask many questions when I tell him I'd be going out for a while.
She's the one who will always cook dinner for the family no matter how late she comes home from work.
He's the one who will go out to buy a book for me, a day after it was first released.
She's the one who made the dresses for me for both of my past graduations.
He's the one who will go to the library for me to return or borrow any books after I ask him to go for me only once.
They are my parents and they'd still be raising me and/or loving to whatever certain extent.
I love them, yes, and I guess in their own little way, they do too.
P.S. Whatever battlefield that my gBook had turned into...LOL. Ahah!
~ whenDee