Friday, September 5, 2008 @3:37 AM
There are some people who never respected me, and it feels very insulting, especially when I never do anything at all,People would blame everything on me, and sometimes, I'd question myself why do I keep on forgiving inconsiderate people.Be it the old times, all I wanted to do was to end my misery.and there was some part of me that planted hatred,I can't help it, we're all humans. And even if I told myself to move on, there was still some part of me that kept me behind.I never questioned myself again, after losing grip. I just went with the flow. And I told myself never to look back again. Never to miss those bloody moments.I said that.. but did I ever?No, I still miss laughing, joking around, with those others.I still miss the times when we went to the mamak stores nearby, had lunch, and the most important thing,- we talked.I missed the times we walked to school, be late, and then canceled meetings just for our sake.I miss those times we giggled and acted retarded, syuk-sendiri, and we'd be laughing in the end.Yeah, those times were the times I never felt insecure, and alone.
