She held me close to me when I need her most.
She cried when she saw me cry.
She is always beside me when I need her most, yet I couldn’t be with her when she need me.
She listens to my geeky speaks, and puts up with my temper.
She gives me surprises and gifts that far surplus what the word “love” encompasses.
She is freaking cute.
She is my girlfriend.
When the nation “needs me”, I’ve got to serve, to “protect it”. But why does serving the nation means protecting our loved ones, when my long period of absence from their life only cost them sadness and misery? Why protect the nation when I can’t even be there for her when she needs me most?
What is this?
I love Si Hui.
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