It's been a while since we last talked. And, honestly, I can't really be bothered if you don't bother to call anymore. Cos I'm tired. Tired of playing the catch-the-mouse game. Figuratively speaking of course.
Why do you always go mia? Why do you never pick up my calls? Why do you never reply my messages?
Don't you care about me? Have you forgotten about me?
I'm crying as I'm typing this cos no matter how hard I try to deny that it doesn't matter and that I can't be arsed but the truth is, I still care deep down. It hurts so bad, you know.
Yes, you always say that you have problems and all, and I understand that you need some time off...but don't you think that it's taken up too long?
So you finally called yesterday. Since....last year? I really couldn't remember you ever call or message me this year. And all you had to say is 'What's your shoe size?'. Not even a 'How are you?'.
You are always buying me stuffs. Showering me with gifts and money. Pampering me. BUT DON'T YOU KNOW THAT THAT IS NOT WHAT I WANT/NEED?
I could and would rather forego all those material things if I could have you back.
Sometimes I wonder how are we gonna be like 10 years down the road. Will we be close like mom and lau hor ee? Or perhaps as distant as she and Ah Ngor ee?
I don't know.....I really don't.
I've always hoped that us siblings will be close-knit no matter where we are or who we've become but now they all seem to be wistful thinking.
We may have done better in life and is living comfortably, but, are they worth foregoing your family?
I just want to let you know that it's not cool to always leave me (and mom and sis) hanging like that. Cos family is love. Show some love, yeah?
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