so who am i to you, exactly?

being the one who saw you brawl your eyes dry,

the one who kept you company even when its just from your busstop to your house,

the one who accompanied you when you were nervous meeting new people,

the one who went back alone after you did,

the one who worried about you-not-worrying-about-yourself,

the one you titled "important".

so it boils down to this: who am i?

i've been an important friend, a caring elder brother, a security blanket, a figure of the past mistakes, a person you love, a person you hate.

not that i crave attention.

i just preferred that you treat me like whom you deem me to be,

and not just a air-headed title holder.

should your actions speak louder that your words,

then do not try to contradict them.

i mean, who treats his/her elder brother with such cold silence?

who will bear to tell his/her important friend "i hate you"?

watch your actions and words,

for they, behind closed doors, will also be made known.