It's hard sometimes to be away from your loved ones. Not even sometimes, all the time. You know that feeling when you're really happy because you know they're just right there next to you. Literally. But I don't feel that anymore. Because I’m in a place sooo far away I can’t even ask for a simple hug.
I moved to London, and most of my family are in the Philippines. Some in Italy, America and other places. I always believed in the saying- “even though they’re far apart, they’re still there for you.” But it's still difficult. It really is hard when you're far from each other. I miss those days where we would just hang out, hurt each other- physically and be super duper loud even if we're just next to each other. Those were some good times, right then.
They’re always telling me that its for the best, that it's for my own good being here. I guess it is but I look at it in a different way sometimes. It doesn't matter, we have to be strong and that’s what I’m trying to do. I guess all I can do is try to bare with it. After all, even though they're far away from me, they’re still in my heart. (Is it corny?)