Saturday, 5 May 2012

You just have to know that it's not about the pride, it's about you. Knowing that I might lost you any minute since you and him patched back, just makes me cry. And yes, I am crying while typing it. We are quarreling because of him yeah?
You have to remember who picked you up, who was with you through all the thick and thins. We are reaching our 1 year anniversary already, reaching. And I have a feeling that our 1 year anniversary will never reach. He was the one that brought you to that stage, that stage where everyone hated you, even your bee. Isn't it? I was with you. I was the only one with you.
Ahhh, I don't know what to say. I just dont know. Therefore, I will just bomb everything out.
I just don't get it, I took such a long time, such a long long time. Just to have that position in your heart. he, can just simply talk to you for a few days, and bam, same rank as me. Mmmmm... Not bad yeah? I see what he did there. You clearly know that I don't like him. but you still do things that I don't like. I don't see that bringing us together will make us better. E It just makes us worst. Walking downhill together, makes me feels like a loner. Am I suppose to laugh with all those jokes he make? Because I don't find them funny at all, it is just stupid. -.- whatever lah hor? Just whatever. At the end of the day, I will still be me. You will still be you. He will still be him. Let's just see what will really happen to this "friendship" we have. "friendship" you guys have. Don't come crying to me the next time this things happens to you again. By then, I may not be by your side anymore. That is when you will start to miss me. They say: you will only miss someone, when you realized that they're not there with you anymore. Just remember, what makes you think that if it can happened for the first time, wouldn't happen for the second time? All you have to do is to wait for it. Yes, I will let go. I will. Maybe today, maybe tmr, maybe next month, maybe next year. It wouldn't be easy, but I will still try.
Thanks XY. Really. For making me feel like a idiot.

P.S I always thought that this friendship of ours would last long. Long till our sons and daughter will be best friends like how we used to be. Used to be.

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