I never care about your existence.
I never feel for you.
I never notice how important you are to me.
You are just one of the many.
You are not important.
You are there just because you are.
Now, I realised I have done wrong.
That I never love you as much as I should.
Because without you, I am directionless.
Without you, I cannot dig my nose.
I cannot scratch my ear when I feel itch.
I cannot insert tampon.
I cannot wash butt.
I cannot point left or right.
I cannot put on my contact lens.
Sorry, index finger.
Wuah…..kiss my poor index finger please. I burnt it yesterday. If the skin is cooked, I wonder if I can chew it and eat like bak kua?