Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Out of all people.

Out of all people, I thought you would understand.
Out of all people, I thought you would never ever hurt me.
Out of all people, I thought you were one of my best friends.
What are we now?

It was you, you would always ask how I was doing. You wanted updates. You wanted to make sure that I was fine. So I told you pretty much everything.

It was you who said it yourself that if the situation ever popped up. You wouldn't take the opportunity because it was your duty as a friend to never do such a thing.

It was you who was one of my best friends. Sure we fought a lot, but not once, never, did I ever think we would drift apart that I would barely even know you as a person anymore.

Now, I hear all these stories that just makes me believe that you haven't kept your promise. Do I care? Of course I do because everything seems to be repeating itself.

But I'll make sure that I'll keep my promise and let you do whatever you please, because in the end you will be happy right? I don't matter. I'll find my way soon enough. Trailing behind in old footsteps.

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