Love others, the way you want others to love you.

Maybe sometimes sitting under your block and feeling the breeze,
let one know what they've done wrong,
what they've miss out in their life,
what they've have not felt in their entire life,
& what they missed dearly,
i miss my grandma,
i miss my childhood,
i miss the days my parents treat me as a little kid,
i miss the days i perform infront of my parents,
i miss my primary school days,
i never felt family love after primary school,
i never felt how a parent loves her child dearly,
i never ever felt how is it like to be loved,
i want to know what is love about,
i want to know if love really exist,
but maybe i should put a full stop to all these things,
but i know i'll always leave a comma behind,