Love

You said, "Thank you."
I mumbled 'you're welcome' when you continued, "I love you."

I just smiled at you. Your confession gave me a sweet surprise, as much as I would like to reply your love, I'm not sure I really do love you. I know I like you a lot, but do I love you?

He said that when you love someone, you're sad when you can't see each other. Or something like that.
But you're family. I've known you forever, but I've not known you forever. I don't know what you like, I don't know what you do, I don't know a thing about you, not even how to spell your full name.

Perhaps I should learn how to be a part of a family. Perhaps I should learn how to be like humans do.