REGRET

It's alright. You don't even have to bother reminding me. Somedays are better than others. Somedays, I receive the attention and concern. But most of the time, it's out of last resort or safety. Whatever may come my way, I shall take it for what it is and nothing more. It frustrates me how I continue trying in vain, hoping one day it all pays back. I'm still waiting for that day to come then. Today, I took my Christmas tree down. My house hosted it for a little over a month. At first, walking past my living room, the brightly lit ornament captured my sight each time. As each day past, the setting became evermore common and I slowly paid less attention to the tree and decor. On Christmas Day, I paid tribute to it. I sat and played some festive Christmas songs as well. But that was it. Nothing more. Today, we took it down. Before we bought it, I suggested my family purchase a fake one so it was more portable and reusable. Against my wishes, my parentals went out and bought a real one. Relocating the tree, a huge mirky water stain left its mark on our white carpet. Forever a memory, moreso a reminder. Therefore, I stated to my mother that if she were to have taken my advise and bought a pseudo replica from Sear's or something, that stain would not be apparent. Instead of each year getting replaced, we would opt for a more sturdy reliable one that never loses its shape or form. I think my mom was unmoved.