*Ask him a question*
Not now Julie, I’m trying to watch an educational video.
I love you with all my heart.
No wait, with all my cells.
Me: Khang, wake up…
Khang: Not now, Jet Li is teaching me the 16 points of contact.
Every morning and every night…I tell myself how happy I am to have you in my life.
*While folding clothes*
These are the “heartbroken socks”…they lost their partner.
*While laying in bed*
Khang: Let me get your foot, baby.
Khang: That’s my way of “holding” you.
Me: You don’t write me poems anymore like you used to.
Khang: I still do. It’s called “gestural poetry”.
L: Auntie Uyen?
Me: Yes, Nephew L.
L: Your name sounds like “Win”.
Me: I need privacy. Auntie is going to change her clothes.Please don’t open the door(no locks).
L: What is privacy?
Me: I need to be by myself.
L: For boobies?