she's the third child of the family, out of 7.
an elder sister of mine, yet she's the smallest of us all.
she had never live far from home, the farthest being a 2-3 years in UM which is just an hour drive away and a must for her to be back home every weekends.
we had our arguments.
she had even slapped me once.
took away my phone, watching each and every move of mine.
all because of the secrets each of us are hiding from each other, which we discovered and both of us cannot accept one another's secret.
the arguments made us not talking to each other for about a year, just casual conversations every now and then at home.
even us being room mates in the house.
all my semester breaks and holidays, i never slumber around in my room if she's there.
i will just be in the living room, even sleeping in the room downstairs.
i think it's better to stay silent than started talking and leading to old stories being opened up.
i tried to be in least conversation as i can with her, because i do not want her to ask me about the stories.
and maybe she did, too.
now we have become mature, i know deep inside our hearts we both know old things must be left in the past.
why should silly teenage stories became a barrier in our relationship as sisters?
we accept each other as what we are, and we knew that we both are trying to become better and learning from the past.
now she's preparing for her engagement.
how i'm happy for her, seeing her discovering and learning this coming new phase of her life.
and how i know, she's so very important to me, that she is special in her own way.
even if she is the most laser-mouth person in our house.
i cant wait for her to get married, she is going to be very beautiful and full of happiness.
No comments:
Post a Comment