You

It's not that I don't think about you...every other day you come into my mind.

Sometimes I wish I knew about what's going on in your life...even just the surface...but you've decided to shut me out together with everything else that could possibly let me know.

I don't know if its a good or bad thing...coz it hurts that i miss you terribly sometimes. I look back and always feel that it's a pity to watch what we had crumble and fall apart like that.

other times i convince myself

just fuck it

there's no way either of us could fight the circumstances. We're too weak for it.

I don't know if you'll ever come to convince yourself that I'd loved you more than any kind of friendship or relationship could bring. I cared for you coz you truly mattered to me. It doesn't make me forget with time.

It leaves a scar that will never be washed away. But this scar will forever be hidden and kept away.

If you're someone who only knows me on the surface, don't bother guessing, you most probably wouldn't know who i'm talking about anw.