some random rantings.

you said you would come,
you said you would.
but you didnt.
and its all in less than a week's time.
you said we'd try doubly hard,
to make up for all the lost time.
i expected you to keep your promise.
decided to give ourselves a chance
for perhaps it could all work out perfectly.
but no,
what we're left with is One.
and it isnt going to help.
Cant you be more Responsible?

x

Maybe one day,
i'd regret not telling you.
regret my life with things i'd never say.
that perhaps would have made things better.
for you and i.

And perhaps,
on your mind is some other people.
and maybe i'm locked away in a tiny corner in your heart.
that's all i'm worth.

i dont know,
i'm just guessing.

x

I've always thought you were nice.
though we werent close,
you'd always smile at me when we pass along the corridor.
sometimes, we'd just talk.
nothing personal, but we were friends.

And i've no idea why you said that of MY FRIEND.
You bloody have no inkling what a person she actually is.
You arent even close to her.
You just ASSUME,
that the way she is
is the way you perceived her to be.

Bloody hell,
you dont even talk to her!

dont judge her if you dont even know her.
dont write in your blog untrue stuff about her.

if you're ultimate motive is to make her feel broken,
torn and worthless,
i bet you're happy now.
for she is.
you bitch.
i'd prove to you that she'd be happy once again,
stronger than before.

and if you're hoping for them to breakup,
hoping that she'd be yours instead.
wishing that it'd all been you instead of her,

well done,
keep on dreaming.


x

and i feel that i've drifted apart from them.
we're still close,
but its just different already.
we used to have so much to say,
to much to do.
meeting up almost everyday.
at least twice a week.
and i'm sorry i cant anymore,
because of my hectic workload.
but i promise,
it'd at least still be,
Twice a week!


x

somehow,
i regret telling you some things.

cus now,
you view me in a different way,
a different perspective.
you try and think over what you want to say to me.
to find the right words to say.

it just seems so fake.

just cus you know all than what others do.

x

they all talk about different people.
it might be you,
it might not be.
dont assume, cus it might be someone else.
and i shall end of by saying,

i believe in my friend,
you arent going to break her.
Bitch,
i hope your fingers get cut off by typing such hurtful words.
and may your brain rot from thinking of such evil things.

that's all! :)
i feel a tad bit better now.