A letter to him; to say i'm sorry.

Dear you,

I’m sorry I never told u this but I really can’t. They’re my friends, well, at least I’m the one who was considering them as one. I know I should have told u about it, but I really don’t think I’m the right one to bother.


I guess I have told u not to tell them about ‘that’, but u totally ignored me, right?


Dear you,

They are gaming behind u.


Yes. They do. I guess u might be wondering who are ‘they’ I am referring to, right? Well, it is obvious. I know u thought that I might be talking about sole person, but sorry dear they are company. They won’t have the guts to do anything alone. And why am I so confident on saying that they are gaming? Because I was there. I see it with my own eyes; hear it with my own ears. They laugh over ur tears, and I really can’t stand that. If I were the one with the right to do anything, doubt there’ll be sign of me in this room anymore. For I really do feel like slapping or kicking anybody that time.


You know it crush my heart when my friend was in harsh condition? Yeah, u don’t know. That’s why u keep repeating on saying how sorry u was for making things worse. Oh dear, we don’t blame u. But things really worsen bit by bit now. And believe me, it’s not ur fault. It had started long ago, long before I knew things u told me recently. It had started when I was sick of their behavior; total ignorant. But I can’t blame them for that, I know I was worse. But when it come to danger my purpose or anything important to me, I really can’t just sit and watch. So I decide. No more talking until I’ve decided on letting it go. Up till then, sorry, business under construction.


And yeah, it was hard to move on dreaming things would be the same again. It can never be. We have raised a wall on everything. I’m living in my own cube, and so do they. I was wrong, when I thought that if we kept silent everything will just be fine, and there would be no more hurt. It hurts more than what I expected. As for u, I know the wound was deeper. U and me knows perfectly the reason why I stated it that way. At least I have a shoulder to cry on; someone who I can lean to.


Dear you,

I’m sorry. So sorry. I know it hurt u much, and I have my part on that. But please, at least think of what u have in front of u, waiting for u to come for them and care for them. And think of what u already have, and how would they feel if u already lost ur hope and break down. Remember, every cloud has it silver lining. Your cloud would have to. There would be rainbow at the end of the dark road, and u would find the light to rely on. You just need to believe. ^^,


Dear you,

If u find it hard keeping it alone, call on me or her. We’ll be ur crying shoulder. We have each other, u are our friends. Nothing can change that. Hope u’ll always remember that.




Signed by,

.me n her.

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