Chasing empty dreams.. Again putting hopes and expectations on those so called family.. Expecting them for once to support, to love unconditionally, the way I thought parents do.
To have those arms to turn to when am scared, or to accept me when I fall or trip.
Yet again.. Is it their fault that I expected them to understand me right when everyone doubts?!
At times, I just steal a few moments, just a little time to just live that daydream where I actually have a family...you know those ones whom actually communicate, talk, laugh and are "weirdly" honest... You know those ones you enjoy watching them smile.and share those Precious moments i'll never live.
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