one thing
Monday, May 28, 201210:46 AM
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For weeks, I have not heard nor have I seen you. Yet I feel nothing, I used to be the first to acknowledge, the first to start conversation so that we could pass the troubles we had previously. But why do I feel this way now? Why didn't I pick up the phone and call you
At times, I do think about you. At times, I do miss you. But yet, I feel this heavy burdan inside of me. I don't quite understand why I feel this way? You were the bestest friend I ever had in a small period of time. Those times where I would meet you couple of times in a week for dinner and movie, my world that had crumpled down, quickly builds itself up without my knowing.
Labels: feelings. builded