9th March 2013

There's was this man who loved me. He used to sing me to sleep, buy me my favorite food, get me things that I didn't need, he looked after me like I was his daughter. There were some things I didn't like about him and I told him off to his face, sometimes rudely. And I never apologized. Somehow, he'll always made it like nothing ever happened, always back to his usual self. I know I must hurt him a lot because he probably loved me the most. I couldn't even look after him, never could pay back all the things he had done for me. I never told him I loved him, just like I never tell anyone else I love. I thought he would know, but how would someone know if you don't tell them, right? Then, when I am far away, he left. I love him, and the last thing I said to him just before he left was " My bonnie lies over the ocean, please bring back my bonnie to me". That's what he used to sing me to sleep. Bye-bye Periappa. I love you and I am sorry I couldn't be there for you.