You could have told me...

.. that having breakfast with me is a chore, then I wouldn't have felt as disappointed as now.

Please recognise my efforts. I made sure the car is full tank and cashcard is loaded, I set my alarm and reminded you to set yours, I deliberately woke much earlier than needed, I bugged you to wake up, I showered, I put on new set of clothes, waiting.

Only to know, having a meal with me is a chore. My long waited favourite breakfast is an empty promise from you to me.

I don't even feel the slightest appreciation I sent you to the airport.

Thank you for showing me, how little you cared for me, once again.