my only one brother - might be the guy i hate the most,
i love the most, yet i miss the most
Now that he barely stays at home [cos he got this work-project outta Jakarta, and he needs to live with my grandmother], i miss him utterly much.
I miss the way he mocks me, makes fun of me, talks to me and plays with me.
He may not be the nicest brother ever, but he has always tried to understand me like a true brother does. He supports me no matter what. He loves me - just like i love him.
Please come home soon. I miss home - with you in it.