You love me? I hate you...

Long before you came home, I had ALREADY said I will fetch you home.
All of the sudden, YOU ALREADY told me your dad will fetch instead.
But you can't remember when or how you told me.

I knew you needed a blankie long before you said anything...
If I was not attentive or I did not cared, would you know there is a promotion for a blankie? Or where is the promotion?

I knew you wanted snow skin mooncake, and I knew where to get it. But you don't want it.
You do not want anything from me.

I don't want you to pay for anything, but you insisted, and yet, you complain about it.
Pay you back also can not, don't pay you back also can not.

You are only back for a week, ONE WEEK. Or actually LESS than a week.
And you are not coming back until next year.
Am I asking too much to spend some time with you?
AM I??!!

Instead, you prefered watching movie till wee hours in the morning, 5-6am.
One week is such a short time compared to the three months you will be away.

You want me to be all cheerful and joyous when I know that 2 hours dinner with you is in exchange for half a day to NOT be with you?

Understanding...understanding... How am I not understanding?
You do not understand me instead.

HOW DARE YOU SAY YOU LOVE ME?
it's such a joke. If so, then I must hate you very much.