- Saturday, July 26, 2008 . 1:07 PM
Just, what am i?Can I ask you, what is it now? Why? Everything is like, on and off. What do you want me to do? I’m really very tired already. It’s like, sometimes, forget about that. But, we are no longer the friends we used to be. You’re closer to them already. There’s no longer anything, that I know about you.. There isn’t anything that you’d tell me already, or maybe, just the last to know. We’re soon, very soon, turning into strangers. I really have no idea what exactly is going on your mind. You could treat me so dam well when you feel like to, after that, nothing else. Previous night, you tagged on my blog, saying that you miss those times we’d been out together. Maybe you really just meant those times we went out together. However, for me, after reading it, memories of those times where we sat down together, talk to each other, gossip, share our problems flashed into my mind. Have you realized how long has it been, since that had taken place? I doubt so. Months, I suppose. There were so many times, when I reallt felt like caring nothing, nothing at all that happens and act oblivious. Now, even when we both are alone, I feel awkward, and that, nothing comes out of my mouth. You’ve got so many people around you now..**** ****, ***, *****, ********, **** ****, so many…well, for me…
Do you have any idea how much I treasure this friendship? Do you? Maybe after all, I just ain’t that important as it seemed to be. Maybe there are times where you told *** about what you don’t like about me, like you’ve told me what you didn’t like about *****. I wouldn’t know, of course. Yeah, there are just so many maybes. Maybe one or two of them are true. Who knows…
Maybe, I should… just leave…