Dear Universe.

KC.

Dear KC,

I don't remember when we became friends or even how did it start. It just happened one hell day. I started telling you stories about me and about my past relationships. I even called you 'bluetags' because of my ex. Haha. Then you started telling me stuffs about yourself too. Family, love life and other shits in life. I'm actually glad that you finally open up to me. For the first time! Because we're friends and I'm the only one who tell stories about myself. Well it still sucks because I didn't even know your real name. You know mine but I don't know yours. Silly isn't it? We've been friends for months but I still don't know your name. Sucks big time.

It's fine though, because you're always there even if you're busy and you work 'night shift' and you didn't get enough sleep. You still find time for me, for us. Your friends. I missed talking to you, anyways. I know you'll be able to read this cause you did request me to do this kind of shit. Just always remember I'm a pm away if you need someone to talk to. And I always know that even if we don't talk, we'll still remain as friends. I'm always 'bully' and you're 'baluga'. Always.

Sincerely,
RM