It might sounds ridiculous, but I always had this thought that I am in a love-hate relationship. Lots of reasons to love him, and lots of reasons to hate him.
Hate him ordering me around. Hate him for picking on me. Hate him for making me to follow his way.
Yet, love him for giving in to me. Love him for being around. Love him for loving me.
If we ever have a few little ones of your version, hope that we can build up their characters way better than us. May they have fulfilling lives and learn what life means.
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