what do i love...?

everytime someone asks me that,
i think of my family. my parents, brother and sister,
niece and nephews, but...

that would be a lie. would i die for them? yes. but only because they are family, there are a few persons among them whom i cannot stand.
if some of them were not my kin, i wouldnt even consider putting my hand into a fire for them.

its hard to admit but its the truth.

the real things that you love are,
things which shouldnt mean anything to you. but they still do.
for example;
friends.

I remember when
you were just
A small bump
in your mother tummy  
It's funny I still  remember that night
I still remember the first time
I held you in my arms
I was looking into your eyes
And sweet child
You melted my heart away
Who knew you grow to shine
Brighter than the stars