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Monday, June 1, 2009
{1:11 PM}
I got out of school today, secretly wishing that you'd be outside, waiting at the gate.
You weren't there.
I walked to the bus stop, seeing many chartered buses.
I looked at every single one of them, secretly hoping you'd be in one of them.
You weren't there.
I know you wouldn't be at the bus stop, but I still looked around, secretly hoping you'd be there.
You weren't there.
I walked down the empty walkway to my house, secretly hoping you'd be at the gate.
You weren't there.
I walked passed the BBQ pits, hoping you'd be sitting down there waiting for me.
You weren't there.
I don't know why I'm feeling this way.
Secretly, you've been peeling off my masks, revealing this weak, little fragile girl inside.
I cried today.
I cried in school, in the bus, at home.
I listened to your iPod, and I cried.
I bussed past your school, and I cried.
I saw your schoolmates getting onto the bus, and I cried.
I thought of you, and I cried.
The bus was rather empty today, maybe representing my feelings.
As I got onto the bus, I realised how lonely I felt.
You were my best friend;
one who were always there no matter what,
one who'd accompany me on the journey home whenever I felt lousy,
one who wouldn't mind being asked for help in this and that no matter when, where, or what.
I never realised,
that I miss you.
When you're by my side, I took you for granted.
I never appreciated the things you've done for me.
I never appreciated the time you sacrificed helping me.
I never appreciated you at all;
until now.
I never realised, I was falling in love with you.
All these times.
I'm sorry I never told you.
I'm sorry.
You annoy me at times,
You irritate me at times.
But regardless of all these, I still love you.
Don't promise me that you'll always be there.
We never know.
All I know is that,
I wanna thank you;
for all the times we've been through,
for being there for me,
for loving me.
If you're reading this, good for you.
I don't need to know if you did.
But wherever you are,
whatever you're doing,
I hope you're doing well, having fun.
<3
You're gone, and I have no one to turn to now.
girl/
WANDA♥
A jewel's just a rock put under enormous heat and pressure.
Extraordinary things are always hiding in places people never think to look.
Have you ever looked, for your jewel?
speak/
escape/
past/
x/