You’re back home now. Actually, it has been days since you were back. Are you really home? Is home the place you were born into? Because I was thinking, home is the place where the most important people for you can stay with you, right? But maybe you are home. I hope not in a home that makes you lonely though. I don’t want you to be lonely.
Lonely. You always tell me when you are. Like “I don’t feel so well today” or maybe “I had a bad day”. But I’m scared. I’m scared that when you tell me, I wouldn’t know what to say. That all I can say is “I’m sorry that you’re sad.” But what can that change? Will it change the mood? Maybe this will make you realise you have me despite the bad days? I hope so. Although, I really don’t want any bad days for you.
You are wonderful, amazingly wonderful. Honestly, I don’t know why I’m even writing this. I just wanted to remember what you said about that iced coffee – that it was the first time you’ve been served iced coffee in a weird glass and that it has a scoop of vanilla ice cream on top.