And then I realise, no, I missed out a lot of things.
I didn't realise that my highschool buddy cut himself in highschool. I knew he was having family problems back then but I failed to notice he was depressed.
I didn't realise that my uni mate cut herself too. I never notice the scars on her wrists. I'm always so close to her but I failed to notice. I always thought that she's a strong girl and now I regretted thinking so.
I failed to plan a surprise for my highschool friend's birthday because I let another person did it which in the end for some reasons, I hate to think that she intentioned to create a miscommunication whatsoever, failed. This friend of mine loves me very much and I always wanted to do something for her and in the end it didn't work out.
I failed to be there everytime my friends performed, well just one time I attended the event. I wish I can be there EVERY single time.
I failed to make time for my close ones from highschool because I didn't want to bother about transport problems.
I always say, my heart is with you, but eventually I forget. Eventually I was forgotten. They don't even bother anymore.
I don't even bother anymore.
I'm always proud of my observation skills.
I take it back.
I'm always proud of my reading people skills.
I take it back.
What my friends do for me are beyond what I can do for them. Nothing can describe.
But I again and again, take them for granted. Just like what I do to my parents.
I'm not a good friend. I'm not the best daughter you wish to have.
I want to change.
If I could, I would turn back the clock and stop the cuts from appearing on the wrists of my friends'.
My heart flutters everytime I see you.
I don't see you often.
So it's alright.
But no, that's not love.
I don't see you often.
So it's alright.
But no, that's not love.
So it's alright.
Because I know you're not the one.
Because I know you're not the one.
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| He was in my past, but I know that he's in your present, and future. |
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