POKEMON CARDS

DOMINIC CHAN aka my brother.

what a day.

we quarreled and fight dangerously.

PATHETIC.

i was exasperated.

did silly stuffs to each other.

but i won physically, lost mentally,due to my soft-hearted.

i'm sorry dom.

i almost cried out.

perhaps i was too cruel?

couple decks of pokemon cards spread downstairs on the floor.

and a wax too.

boxes cracked; wax cracked; heart cracked;

he loves those cards.

i saw him went down, picking those cards, plenty of cards.

i can't stand it!

i rushed downstairs, and helped him to pick up those cards.

trying hard not to let my tears drop out.

these actions telling me : how wicked am i to treat my only brother.

but now, he decided to throw them all away.

i don't wanna let him know that i'm tender.

i wanna act tuff.

i acted tough. tried not to bother him.

although we both are not innocent, i felt guilty.

he's gonna harbor a grudge against me.

i'm trying to conceal something from him, as he is my only brother.

but i really don't know what am i concealing about.

to conceal my tender? no.

to conceal that i really care and love my bro? no.

then what?

frustrated.

i'm sorry.

my dearest brother.