But it's empty
Sometimes I wonder whether it was worth it.
Whether it was worth it when I made them laugh, helped them, thanked them, or just befriend them.
I wonder really, does anyone realise I'm not there.
Was I just a wallflower, who annoyed people and was not worth remembering?
Or should I just accept the fact that friends don't exist?
"Out of sight, out of mind."
She said that. Makes sense.
Maybe they are the ones not worth remembering. Maybe friends are just there to hide the lonely truth.
My mind does wander far. It tells me to go on on my life right now, forget all of them since I'm forgotten, just get a grip. It's a cruel world, get over it.
But that's just the emo me.
I appreciate. I'm happy I existed in their life, made them smile and laugh.
I feel good when my friends laugh at my
sick jokes. ;)
And I KNOW, deep down, ok like REAL deep down, they love me. They were my friends and still are.
Just because they are not here, doesn't mean that they forgotten me.
Just because I can't see them daily, it doesn't mean that they aren't my friends anymore.
Thanks for making my only year at a school I loved really much, Catholic High, so memorable. Everyone.
My teachers, the classrooms, my desk and chair(that was FOREVER wobbly), exam seating... my beloved friends I treasure so deeply... the CANTEEEEEN!!!... the stairs we had to climb EVERY SINGLE DAY*pant*...AJKs of the class x)... imissyou.
And thankyou.
Just so you know, I moved.
I'm currently studying at SMJK Chung Ling Butterworth. Penang.
Don't ask why. Thanks.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009,11:31 PM |
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