White Sheep on a Blue Hill

"I do not want life to imitate art. I want life to be art." - deliverance of ideas

6:34 AM



I miss you sleeping on top of my bed.
I miss you teaching me to shuffle.
I miss your ugly face.
I miss you disturbing me and making fun of me.
I miss your loud voice.
I miss you taking my phone blasting songs.
I miss you singing with me during bed time.
I miss you rapping Big Shit Popping.
I miss you talking to me.
I miss your stupid attitude.
I miss you taking photos with me.
I miss you going out with me.
I miss you eating ice cream with me.
I miss you for begin so sweet to me.
I miss your messages.
I miss your comment on my dressings.
I miss you for fetching me home safely.
I want to style your hair again.
I.. I JUST MISS YOU AND YOUR PRESENCE!

I don't know what to do. All I can do is to wait. But I can't wait any longer. I'm feeling so fucking helpless and upset. So helpless till I can really breakdown and cry! I can't shed tears at home. I've to hold back. I want to help you. I want you to know I care for you. I want you to know I'm here for you. Don't avoid me anymore. All I wish is a message or call from you.

Labels: my precious brother