The Day You Left Me

This morning, my sis finally left the house. I was barely awake when she kissed my cheeks and said goodbye. She actually kissed me twice and after I said my 'i love you', she kissed me twice more. After finding my freshly painted painting, she asked whether she could take that with her. "As a souvenir for me there to remind me of you," she said. I didn't think it was decent enough so I said, "Maybe next time I can paint you something that everyone can enjoy." She was a bit disappointed, know.

I'd wanted to see her go so much that I dragged myself out of bed with my 'sleep uniform'. It's hard to let her go .... A part of me just went with her .... :'-(

Till we meet again .... :-)