In this city, the only "family" I have are well, my family members. Us four against the world. Then there are family friends and one (real) family. The only people we can count on.
(Dysfunctionality at its best.)
At the end of the day, we only have each other. And it's sad that my family lives continents away. I love and miss them dearly. Anyone who knows me well, knows that I am very family oriented. Whenever they come visit, saying goodbye is the hardest part.
We have to live in the same country again. In the same city.
Thank you for an unforgettable summer. Thank you for the forever memories and overall great moments. Thank you.