Monday, September 19, 2011
alot of things happen at home.. i realise that i got no more value at home. I dont really look forward to go home, dont really look forward to stay home. If i have to choice to leave home i will certainly want to do so. I remind me what happened back to 10yr ago when i was 16, that where i dont feel love at home, that is when i dont want to be at home. Someone came along and pick me up.. but i didnt treasure it..still they give me a home.
2yr ago.. things turn sour at home again.. than she came along and pick me up.. she add color in my life.. i moved over and i felt that family love that my family cannot provide me. I smile more at her place, i talk more to her mum and dad more than my mum and dad. I ate more home cook food more than i ate at home. There are so much things i felt at other people place more than i do at home.
That is the reason why last time i still wanting to hear over to her house after we broke up because i feel that her home are more homely than mine. I just want to share that bit of homely feeling which i cant get it at home. I wish someone will even bother to ask me whether i have my dinner, even bother to help me off my bedroom light and cover blanket for me. I cant believe it i am comparing other people family with mine own, I cant help but to be envy abt others. Sometime when her mum tell me that she is not home for a few days to wonder does she feel more homely out there than be at her own home?
I dont have a choice to choose.. so i have to be with it.. sometime when her mum are overly nice to me.. i will feel like giving her a hug and cry.. cause my own mum does not express herself like her mum...
i skated in the lonely world ...quiet and undisturbed at
9:32 PM
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