have you ever missed someone whom you see everyday? he is right there, infront of me most times, lazing around watching tele or hunched up in some corner playing his nds. yet i miss him so much that it hurts. not the him now, the one who is starting to have the coolness and rebelliousness of a breaking out teenager. not the wise mouth, smart talking youngster who never listens to instructions. not the one who has me screaming night and day to pick up his stuffs and do his homework, but the adorable little boy with the toothy grin. the one whose innocence shines out when he cracks silly jokes in the sweetest voice. the one who makes me smile and is so affectionate. someone sneaked in when i wasn't paying attention and made a switch. i am still me, but he is someone else now.



he is still my son and i love him, undoubtedly. but i missed the other one too.