I call my mom with thought of telling her my problem. .
But, knowing that she really worry about me, I don't have the heart to tell her my problems. .
I don't want to give her such a burden anymore. .
But then, I think again. .
If I'm not going tell her about my problem, who else would help me. . ?
Then, I came out with my second thought. .
Just let me bear all the pain and misery alone by myself. .
I don't want to burden anyone. .
Just let me torture myself. .
I such a troublemaker. .
Mom. . .
I'm sorry. .
I know you worried about me as we are far apart from each other. .
I admit that my life here not good as when you're by my side . . . .
But I just don't want you to keep thinking about my condition over here as you need to take care of others too. .
Mom, just let me keep this problem for a while. .
I'll tell you once I think it's the right time to tell you. .
I love you so much mom. . .
<3 <3 <3
we shall meet again later. .
Dadaaaa. . .! ! !
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