"So there was this girl. She's... sweet, beautiful, pretty , bubbly and quite the joy to be with( quite the feisty spirit when annoyed too), and has high standards for others so she knows she will not befriend the wrong company. Lets say what i saw in her was...she was special. The first girl i saw that i actually considered, a lady.Guess i have higher standards for etiquettes? Saw the grace and beauty i rarely see nowadays.
Just that one day i saw her down, turned me into a careless fanatic rambling about how i would protect her, how i would let her stand again then slowly go away. Didn't expect my boorish heart to get in the way... Soon all i knew was, i had fallen for her. Not the silly crush that kids have on each other, but a deep, quiet feeling. Inexplicably, i tried my hardest to help her up. Quite the bumpy road with lots of obstacles...but i guess she did move on. We had became close friends, sometimes she would tell me about her problems and so would i. I took her as a lover, but she saw me only as a friend.It all amounted to a one-sided feeling...from me. I took every chance, but the words would always die in my throat. Cowardice was something i hated yet someone i am...
One fine day, we really quarreled for the first time. The light of my life burned me and left me blinded. I didn't understand a thing, why she was saying and why she needed time apart. Left...crumbled. I didn't get why she was soon also, hot and cold. Sometimes the sweetest person on earth, then as if i killed somebody. I couldn't do anything, i tried my best to understand but alas, nothing.All i could do was watch from the side as she soon drifted further and further away from me, closer and closer to another guy. He was able to make her smile, he was able to make her forget the pain and most of her, he could say he loved her,as much as she did for him. All these happened right before my very eyes. Pathetically gripping the air, trying to pull the drifted back.
How my heart aches now... We were the best of friends and now i am lucky to even be considered her friend.As much as i would have wanted her to be mine, i'd value her happiness over mine...whatever choice she chooses, guess all i can do is smile and give her my encouragement...on my side, i'll keep and rewind those dusty,long-lost moments whenever i feel down, and maybe try to get over that day. Perhaps a wish i would die to have, was just one thing...how she really felt about me when she turned back as she walked away hand in hand with him, her eyes that curious and possibly, remorsed expression"
"That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt" -Unknown
