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Monday, November 23, 2009

One wish.

I have one wish before I die. One wish that I hope would help me die in serenity and without regrets. I don’t ask for material things, I only ask them when I’m depressed. I don’t ask for a perfect boy friend, because there’s no such human. I don’t ask for a perfect occupation or a successful career. I only want to hear my mother say, “I love you, anak.” Some kids my age hate it when their parents are too malambing or too cheesy, well I say they’re very lucky to have them. My mother is a sweet mom, she would rarely say ‘I love you’, not unless I utter it first. She is also very expressive through her actions. When she shows her concern, she'd say how much she disgraced me as her daughter for not obeying her. When she wants to show love, she'd slap me in the face. When I say a wee bit negative thing about her favorite son, she wont talk to me for a week or two. That's how sweet she is.

It’s not just the fact that I feel unloved most of the time, it’s also because I know that these three words are very short but powerful, especially if it comes from the deepest chamber of someone’s heart. Lately and most certainly every day, I feel almost never loved. I know it’s too emo-ish of me, but there are just times when I cant help but ask myself why am I feeling alone and saddened. One person in my life right now wouldn’t bother hearing me out because he knows how much he cares and loves me. Although I hate to admit that he is not doing a good job in letting me feel that way. Anyway...

Here’s the thing. Don’t let a day pass without saying you love someone, may it be your friend, your mom or dad, brother or sister, or to your puppy. Regrets.. dont let it happen. I know it’s insane, but life is full of uncertainties, and one of them is the entirety of our life span.

I love you, mom.

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