I know there are things bothering you. And you aren't as happy as you seem you are. But I never seem to be able to get any closer to your heart.
As I grow up, I take things more lightly. I no longer harp on things that were never meant to be. Perhaps, with you, it was never meant to be too. For 2 years, it happened. Regardless of whatever reasons you had, you've hurt me. As much as I didn't want to bother, its hard to ignore. Then again, I am not exactly angry anymore. I just don't really care.
Friends, what exactly are they? Time and time again, I have been proven that its not the amount of time you spend with each other, its just how much you can connect with the person.
I'm sorry if I haven't been keeping in touch with you. Seriously, I miss you. I miss the days we used to have, the days we used to talk on the phone all night, talking about everything under the sun.
I know we have drifted apart. Yet, a little string still hangs by. I wish I have the courage and determination to pull you back with it, before it breaks.
Then again, best friends are hard to find. I'm contented with the regular friends I have.
Growing up. Its part and parcel of life isn't it? Perhaps to grow up is to understand that there are things that will never be, that you can't force things to work out.
Somehow, I feel older. Not exactly more matured. I've came to understand that a lifelong friend is hard to find, and there isn't a point in forcing someone to fill that spot. Keeping it for someone special is more important than putting someone not suited.
I'm contented with the ways things are now. Friends around me, maybe not the people who understands me the most, maybe not the people who will stay by me always. But at least, I know they are here for me now.
Thinking back, I have so many different group of friends. Different people who mean different things to me.
I feel for every single one of them. Yet, I am tired, tired of having to spend time to stay in touch. I know that if they meant anything to me, I should put in the effort. But I am tired, really tired.
I miss you guys. What happened to the days where we would meet up all the time, talking rubbish, spending hours together, feeling like time flies and it wouldn't be long till we meet again?