no point telling me that she still hates me
i know that too well
and perhaps, her too
those squabbles we used to have
then the silent modes
and our blog entries
of anger, of frustrations, of tears, of memories
and then the make up
it's now that i've learnt
they're really nothing
compared to hatred
from her. of me.
why is it that those stupid verses are always true
you start to cherish what you've lost
hold it, am i cherishing it all now
i was really angry, wasn't i
i felt like i really hated her, didn't i
or it's just
the feel of holding back my pride
but deep down i know
she's one friend i should never have lost
damn it's just too late for anything
i was the miss tan she used to call
was. is. the. word.
p.s.i sure hope she gets to know the answer to her question soon
as for tk, i'm sorry i broke the promise of not visiting her blog again. it's difficult to refrain from it.