Vai's Diary

January 6

"𝐖𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫"
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This story was inspired by Charlie Puth's story and song of "That's Not How It Works." Bug really, it based on real story, I just wrote it because of the song that reminded me the past. Sorry for the grammatical errors and typographical errors.

       People come and go. Someone came into my life. We became best friends. Until one day, we separated each other and never turn back, again. That was a sad part of my story. We ruined the friendship because of something, and that's not what I need into our friendship, and I can't give what he want. I felt so selfish that time but I don't wanna be a fake one. Well, I was not pretty sure that time because he didn't confess anything. But I knew I was right because I saw it into his eyes. After any months, he came back. He said that he hated me that's why he stay away from me. He felt so insecured but he loved me. He never looked at me because he felt something that he couldn't understand what it is. And this confirmed me that my thoughts were right. I didn't expected that my best friend had something feeling over 2 years! And I was so numb everytime we met together, eating together, and went back into our home together. I accepted all the hate he threw at me by his words. I know it's all my fault. But at the end, we came back together and did our best that the connection will back to normal. We wrote a song and it's all about us. After we accomplished and finished that song, we broke our relationship and never turned back again. It's a long story. There's no talk, there's no waving hands, and even we stared together— we couldn't feel the connection of friendship between on us. We became strangers. But do you think that's the end of the story? No.

       The time went by, and there he was... he wanted to comeback again. But there's something I smelled fishy or it's just my mind thinking of hated from him. Yeah, I hated him because my life ruined because of him. I cried everynight because of him. I overthink because of him. I couldn't sleep because of him. I couldn't eat because of him. I couldn't focus on my lessons because of him. He didn't know that when he left me at first, I was broken. I felt fine when he came back. And then he left me again, I ruined myself. I ruined everything he hated me. Those what he said why he hated me— it all triggered me, that's why I ruined everything.

         He asked me how was my life, and he said he need me because he's not fine. He wanted that our friendship will back again, and he additionally said, perhaps it could be work that his life would be fine. I remembered when he left me two times, the pasts triggered me again. Therefore, I just step back, walked away and didn't say anything. I posted on online and said,

"once you break the trust,
we can't return it back
'cause you broke it twice.
I'm sorry, you clicked a wrong call number."