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Sunday, May 30, 2010, 4:49:00 PM
Funny how when I fell terribly sick, you were the one I thought of.

I wished, no, wanted you here, fussing over me.

After all this while, I can't believe I still remember.

The way you would talk about something animatedly and excitedly.

The way you would show me pieces that you created.

The way you would float around me.

The way you walked.

The way you chuckled.

The way your hair fell in your eyes.

And then, I also remembered the way your eyes flashed when you were mad.

The way you were invading my space.

The way you avoided speaking to me.

I nearly curled into a fetal position when someone who looked like you walked past me the other day.

The pain, was real.

I guess no matter how things go, I will never forget.

Never forget that trip we went out on together.

The things you shared with me.

That program you coded.

How you were there for me when no one else was.

I thank you, friend.

For your support.

For your understanding.

For everything and anything you did for me, selflessly.

And now, I miss you, more than ever.

But you're still in that cave of yours.

At this point in time, I could safely assume that you don't want anything to do with me any longer.

If anything, this would be the greatest regret I have in my existence.

* * *

But you know what?

I'm tired of trying.

I'm done here.

If you want me back in your life, let me know.

* * *

Maybe we're all bitches who harp on what never was and what could have been.


Sunday, May 2, 2010, 2:09:00 PM
Hmm.

That changes things.

And I thought you were someone I could really trust.

I thought you were different.

Not entirely, but maybe just slightly.

Apparently not, huh.

I'm never going to trust you with information any longer.

And those times.

Were they real, or were you putting up a show?

And for who?

For me to divulge more?

The world's your stage huh.

You're just another same old same old.

I'm disappointed.

So much for being the eyes and ears.

I'm not impressed anymore.

* * *

And what's with acting like you're oh-so-great?

Doesn't fool me anymore.

Maybe deep down inside, you're just as insecure.

Maybe even more so.

So you put up a nonchalant front.

But inside, you're breaking up.

* * *

Wow!

You need an improved one?

Like, really!?

I have a suggestion.

Why don't you talk about that when you actually have one?

Hah!

* * *

I'm surprised at myself.

Guess time really heals all?

* * *

But now, my heart is locked up pretty tightly.

So I'm stumped at why you would willingly give yours away to someone whom you know is going to hurt you.

Lock away your heart and only give it to the one who would take time to unravel the chains and coax the lock open.

Perhaps, love is just a fairytale.

But then again, if you're looking for a fling, go ahead.

No one can stop you.

But leave your heart out of it.

It shouldn't have to suffer what you wrecked.

If you knew your heart would end up broken before you even gave it away, why would you still do it?

For the moments?

I can assure you, the hurt is not worth it.

And you of all people, should know better!

People say, it is better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all.

But don't they know that your heart would never quite work the same way even if you managed to piece the shards back together?

Well, I wouldn't know best, because as bestie says, I'm afraid to love.

Which is true.

* * *

Poor child.

You got caught in your own lies.

And you thought you had us fooled.

* * *

Seriously, you don't know how much you disgust me.