For the past few days I’ve been very much obsessed about my loved ones. I find it really hard to part with them when they have found new ones to adore and love in their life- be it be a life partner, a new best friend or just someone who casually steals my time with them.
I never knew that I was a possessive being until recently when my own sister is getting married. For sure I’m happy for her. But things are changing and I’m not able to adapt myself to the sudden changes.
Joy is full, but a tint of sorrow still remains. I’ve been advised from all sides that this separation is natural and I will overcome subsequently. But I’ve no one in the near vicinity to take her place.
The days we spent together, the jokes we cracked, all the gossip we shared, those little fights and those embraces I can never imagine someone or something giving me the same happiness I once had.
Now when I’m caught up in doing the arrangements for her D-Day I know deep down I’m losing her in a way. Though she can’t express her pain, I know dear sister you are feeling the same way as I do. But I’m glad that she has someone to call her own, who can better take care of her than me. Just I wished that I get back all my happy times once again.
ALL I WANT IS YOU, MY SISTER, TO BE BORN AS YOUR LITTLE SIS IN ALL THE LIVES TO FOLLOW.
“Love you Smol”