"...are you like boyfriend and girlfriend?"
So near yet so far. You're one of my best friend. We used to do things together. I am your comfort pill, you're my stress reliever. We had each other... or so I thought.
You told me your story, how hard it is to be in your shoes, to be judge by people around you just by one wrong move the society dislike, to wronged by friends, to be alone, to be consume by loneliness, to be yourself.
But where are you right now? Your away from me. You're with her. I understand it, since she's your girlfriend but does it mean that what we have should be forgot?
I don't when it stated when you slowly slip from my grip. When I unconsciously lose you. Ohh, right when you start spending more time with her. When our nights out of talks, walk and eat turn to be your nights of secret going out. I was hurt the first time. I felt it again. The negligence of someone important to me. Without warning I hear rumors between you and her. Rumors that compose of why is she with him? Where am I? Why wasn't I was with him? Are they going out? I keep my mouth shut. I waited for you to tell me personally, I waited so long yet you didn't. Until one day, I felt it. The GAP. In our friendship. It hurts. I know what was coming already, I saw it before. All the signs. And the next thing I knew, was that someone bad mouth me to you and worst things happened. You believe those shits while I was hoping that someone might knock some sense into you.
And...
You and her are together. I wasn't shock. I was shock by how you treat me. I was a stranger. The 2 years of friendship was thrown by the window without holding back. And memories of how we became best friends flashes like a camera. I was once again left.
And again... I was left asking myself. "Am I not worth to be with? What is my worth? " With those thoughts as I try to continue to live and pray for the day to talk to you.
I miss you Wang. I miss our moments. I miss our serious talk of shits. I miss...
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