I know,
That you hated to do house chores,
That you hated because you think that you are the only one did all of it.
I know,
That you complaint about me to mum,
Saying that all these should have been my duties instead of yours,
Because the door was open when you said that,
And you hurt me.
But I forgive you.

I know,
That you want attention,
That all those words you spoke are just for attention,
And no matter how much it hurts me,
I forgive you.

Dear brother,
Remember that I washed all your underwears and socks and clothes?
I scrubbed them without saying a word.
Remember that I give you the attention you needed,
Realizing how lonely and sad actually you were inside?
Did you remember?
That you hold a knife towards me,
Treatening me to death?
Or the time when I cried all because of you?

And now I have gone..
To a better place.
But I always want to say,
I love you and I forgive you.