They hid behind the tree and ran away when I walked toward them. They didn't understand why we would hug them. They didn't understand why we would spend time with them. Little did they know that I was about to burst with love for them. Yes, them.
The ones who ran giggling and screaming into my arms. The ones who brought me flowers. The ones who didn't know what to think of me. And the ones that punched me in the face while I was sleeping. Yes, them.