Hey You.
You might remember the only baby who you'd gave bottles of milk?
Many things happen since 7 years ago, which is no surprise. I believe that you're still watching, or so I'd like to imagine. You're the irreplacable replacement, but that is not entirely true. I don't think that you're replacing anyone, or being a replacement of anyone. You're still my number one on that role on my list.
In case you don't know, you're still haunting my thoughts. Whatever I do, I still think about what you might think. People think that I have forgot you but you're not that forgettable after all things you've done to me. To tell you the truth, I don't like the vulnerability I'd show since I don't like to crumble in front of people. But I guess you know better.
I remember that you act in silence, which always radiates unconditional love and compassion. But of course they know better. I know now.
I remember the sun rays as I sat with you in the guestroom, with you, crossed you legs as you read the morning paper. I remember the day you teached me to cycle, and the unreasonable laugh we shared the time we encountered uneven roads. I remember the time you accompanied my to my first days. I remember how you smelled on Fridays. I remember you've always ordered the same drink as me. I remember the conflicted feeling as I saw you come to get me when It rained heavily but I was still having fun with my friends.
Thank You. For all the things you did. For whatever role that you think you're playing, which is always more than that to me. For your love and your presence which I'll forever treasure.
Forever in debt,
I
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