Again I lied to you. Said I was going to meet a “friend”. And now I realize it wasn’t worth it.
It wasn’t HE who asked me if I got home safe or at what time I got home. It was YOU who was standing at the gate. It was YOU who smiled when I came home, and asked me how my day was, my evening was. I didn’t even give you a proper smile back. Shame on me. HE doesn’t care. I mean NOTHING to him. YOU care. I mean EVERYTHING to YOU.
But, why do I always pick on the little things that you say and do, and make a big ding-dang out of it? Why do I not even sit and have a nice little chat with you in the evening, but instead choose to do it with some bugger who doesn’t give two hoots about me? Why don’t I ever learn?
Is it a mother-daughter thing, or is it just coz I’m a little off in the head?