Lying and betrayal are the worst things a friendship can be built and raised on. It's like making a bed out of thorns rather than fluff. It's like using a rotting wood to carve a masterpiece, like watering a dead plant. It's no use doing it when you know it's not going to bore any results. It's a wasted effort. I'm not angry or sad but a little disappointed that a good friendship has come to an end. People come and go in your life but expecting a person to be there for at least a little while longer than expected is sad. It might have been better if I experienced this for the first time but alas it's not. It shows how naively trusting a person can be to be cheated the second time around, but hey this time he says he's not attracted to me or something like that, but genuinely interested to be just friends. Guess that will have to justify him lying about this or should I say just omitting the truth.
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PoetryThis book consists of random musings and my take on poetry. It embodies my emotional state of mind throughout the time frame mentioned in the form of dates and/or captions.
