A BIRTHDAY

Today is my little sister's birthday.
The only one I have.

We may don't have the luxury of living in the same house together.
We are not as close as other sisters.
I don't know much about her, nor what is going on in her life.
And vice versa.

In other life, when life is more perfect, we are just like the other sisters.
We would know about each other's life.
We would fight a little because you take my clothes.
Or because I borrow your shoes and not telling.

In other life, you would be the first person who knows when I like a boy.
Or if I got fight with my friends.
Or when I was brokenhearted.

In other life, we would go shopping together.
Or watching movies until very late at night.

But in both lives, we're still sisters.
Doesn't matter if we don't talk everyday. Or every month.
I still love you.
Doesn't matter if we don't know about each other's life.

Happy birthday to you, Arinda.
I wish you all the best things in life.
I wish you to live a happier, better life than I could have.
Because you deserve it.
I love you.