I had always thought about what my mother was like. The first person I set eyes upon yet couldn't understand her completely, even after all these years.
Then I met a person, I had thought that they reminded me of my mother. I then felt secure, I wanted them to be my friend.
Then came another person who reminded me of my sibling, I had wanted them to be my friend.
I had thought I knew my mother, my sister, and my friends. And then a dreaded day came-- those friends left me.
Soon, I met a person who reminded me of a friend. I pushed them away, I didn't want them to be my friend.
I then decided to meet someone whom I never knew, someone who didn't remind me of anyone, but alas! They left me too.
I realized I never really knew anybody, I was greedy. I wanted to know more of them, all of them, and feel the familiarity, the comfort I had when I looked at my mother and felt secure when I smiled as I ate ice cream when I told my sibling that I love them the most, and when my father took me out to wherever I wanted.
A.N: Thanks a ton @saturnine--, for listening to all my ideas, for being kind, for talking to me whenever I wanted to, your tremendous support, and just being there for me. I love you tons.
