| | i hope dad is ok. i hope things will turn out to be fine. i hope that he knows the right and wrong. and i hope i was right to trust him to bits. maybe it's good mum said, maybe it's good thing that it happened. i don't know... who doesn't wish that there's no barrier in life? i have been imagining the moment when i finally get to fly back home and face the reality. i want to hold my parents and cry. i would i know i would. it's be far too long. who cares? even i'm not sure that i do.
i was glad we can open up and talk about things. mum has her best friend, who do i have? i have you. you are right, there is God. he's watching us, he does the best for everybody even if you lose the world, you have him. it's a belief. i thank him for sending you here. i know maybe someday you'll find more important missions he finds you but until then i know i'm the lucky one. and for this i'm foreverly grateful. i love you, because i do.
now that i look back, i don't wish to change a thing. if it has happened, i'm glad it did. if it hasn't, let it be.
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