clock says 5:24am
no i'm not waiting to watch the breaking of dawn
i just felt like writing about a lost friendship.
a subject so sensitive i myself would avoid thinking about.
a person so different i myself wonder which was the real her.
the loyal friend. my pillar. the seemingly wiser one when it comes to relationships. the confident one. the more beautiful one. the one who commands the admiring stares when she sashays pass. i loved being her friend. i loved her. i wanted to protect her. like how she protected me. we went through a lot together. but always emerged victorious; our friendship somehow, stronger than before. she knew me inside out, she was let into my world. i wanted her to know, to understand me. and she tried to. i thought she was a friend that could last. now, a memory. how cruel life can be sometimes. this, i don't care. it's beyond my control. she blamed herself, vice versa. but really, whats the underlying issue? again, i don't care.
today i have learned. i learned about how people can be two-faced. how we shouldn't take words for real. that pure and innocent image, it's shattered. how stark the difference is. why and how does just a different gender change a person so drastically. why was it so. why couldn't you at least let me keep a good memory of you. i never wanted to know this side of you. deceit, pretense, masks. is this you? whatever. i don't care.
maybe now youd stop taking me as your dumb friend. the one you feed w lies. the one whom youd never bother telling the truth to. the one you act like she's your confidante. stop fucking treating me like a kid whose whines you'd pacify with lies. good riddance, darling. stay out of my life. and may you find love and happiness elsewhere. and may your new clique accept you as the two-faced thing that you are. i'm done with this, i'm done with you. drop your martyr act. you don't need it now.
i really wonder why i'm even bothering to post this. maybe it's for that3years and 2 months. i was right the first time round. a leopard can never change its spots.
I HATE YOU. SO SUE ME. (:
no i'm not waiting to watch the breaking of dawn
i just felt like writing about a lost friendship.
a subject so sensitive i myself would avoid thinking about.
a person so different i myself wonder which was the real her.
the loyal friend. my pillar. the seemingly wiser one when it comes to relationships. the confident one. the more beautiful one. the one who commands the admiring stares when she sashays pass. i loved being her friend. i loved her. i wanted to protect her. like how she protected me. we went through a lot together. but always emerged victorious; our friendship somehow, stronger than before. she knew me inside out, she was let into my world. i wanted her to know, to understand me. and she tried to. i thought she was a friend that could last. now, a memory. how cruel life can be sometimes. this, i don't care. it's beyond my control. she blamed herself, vice versa. but really, whats the underlying issue? again, i don't care.
today i have learned. i learned about how people can be two-faced. how we shouldn't take words for real. that pure and innocent image, it's shattered. how stark the difference is. why and how does just a different gender change a person so drastically. why was it so. why couldn't you at least let me keep a good memory of you. i never wanted to know this side of you. deceit, pretense, masks. is this you? whatever. i don't care.
maybe now youd stop taking me as your dumb friend. the one you feed w lies. the one whom youd never bother telling the truth to. the one you act like she's your confidante. stop fucking treating me like a kid whose whines you'd pacify with lies. good riddance, darling. stay out of my life. and may you find love and happiness elsewhere. and may your new clique accept you as the two-faced thing that you are. i'm done with this, i'm done with you. drop your martyr act. you don't need it now.
i really wonder why i'm even bothering to post this. maybe it's for that3years and 2 months. i was right the first time round. a leopard can never change its spots.
I HATE YOU. SO SUE ME. (:
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5:23 AM
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