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?