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Thursday, 21 June 2018

"I heard you've been attached."

I can never forget, it was wrong. A completely wrong statement. I've been in a relationship with a physio guy. I've told him about my stupid injured arm and he tried to help me fix it. What else am I supposed to do? I didn't mean to reject all the time. I missed you guys. I wanted to go out with you guys.

When you care, but the person doesn't allow you to care. What do you do? Do you give up, or secretly check on that person? I'd choose the second option all the time.

"Talk like we're gonna slowly fade away.."

Didn't you all fade away?
I'm still briefly asking about him through other peeps. I remember the last time he walked just next to me. Well, that time I wasn't really being myself. I had some very bad times. I stayed out of home to prevent the overthinking disease. I didn't mean to be that quiet. I'm not a quiet person.

The news I've gotten from people were extremely horrifying. Car crash, medical condition that required a freaking surgery. All those but. Idk. I thought I'd have a chance to ask about recent stuff, and bring us back to what we had. I thought you'd ask me about my bad times like how you asked when I decided to dive into the risk of hell. But you never asked.

And when I asked, I guess I'm finally.. clear. I've lost you as a friend.

LCW was like giving the glare when I talked about my bad arm. He said, go fix it. Like how arrogant said it. So determined to convince me to get it fixed. Well you know what, I know what the doctor's gonna say. He'd say, rest for a week, or two weeks. And when I rest, I reject people again. And I lose friends like how I lost Loong. I can't.

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