Wednesday, July 21, 2010

S, IMY.

Something happened last nite. My sleep was so dreadful. I kept dreaming of her.
S, please don't do that to me again, my heart shattered because of your action.
I'm glad to have took the initiative to talk about the issue with you this morning.
I miss the good old days, when we're still young; and the place we used to hang around, where we always share our tranquil moments together and talk about the future, our passion and philosophies of life.
How long have it been since we last talk to each other,Just the two of us?
You taught me a lot of things in the past, you shared your dreams with me and were always there to encouraged me whenever I stumble in life.
There's no words that can possibly describe how I feel towards you. You're my guidance, you're my teacher, you're my role model, you're my senior, you're my friend. You're the special one.
It doesn't mean that I don't give a damn if I'm not there when you need me. I do care, but in a different way. It's awkward for me to approach you just like that after what had happened. And you already have that special someone taken care of your everything. I just feel like it's futile for me to worry so much. All of that sudden, I thought I am a surplus. You had no idea how I feel.
But I'm happy it's all over now. It turned out that we had misunderstood each other. And I really appreciate your words. It helps a lot to a certain extent. You made me realized what friends are for. I hope there're still plenty of chances to talk to you, like this, again. I MISS YOU.