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olivia ♥ 250393' Everything I claim mine is yours, not a single thing on Earth did I deserve. The expressions and emotions from the depths of my heart. Take this life, I want to live for you. Let my life be a testimony- that speaks of the things that You've done for me. My life charted out in Your hands, written out before a single day had passed. and novels are my favorite things.
Thursday, August 23, 2007

I was never that close to you.
You were only my good friend.
But after that day when everyone laughed, I realised how much you actually meant to me.
When everyone was laughing at you, I realised I was actually mad.
Mad at them for laughing at you, for laughing at my best friend.
I stayed there for as long as I could, to be there right beside you.
I thought that after that day I'll friendship would grow into something special.
It was something I wished for ever since the start of secondary school.
But I guess it was just wishful thinking on my part, because it never ever did come true.

Just when the exams were around the corner you hurt me deep.
You slammed my book on my table, turned your back and walked away.
I dont know what I was thinking, maybe it was my subconscious mind.
Instead of getting mad at you, the word "Thank you" was what I said.
But after a moment, it started to sink in.
I could not believe it, I didnt know what had gone wrong.
I wasnt in school the past few days and everything had gone all wrong.
You didnt even say "Hi" to me.
Yeah, it did mean alot.
Maybe you didnt really care cos anger was the only thing in your thoughts.

We called to ask you what was wrong.
You said we had left you out, you said we didnt care.
You know I'm not the kind of people who would just say "I Love You" in your face.
But I know somewhere deep in my heart, I thought and cared for you.
Maybe it wasnt enough for you, but now it's just too late.

I was actually mad at you for hurting me so much.
But when I saw you were sad after math, I swallowed my anger, I swallowed my pride and went up to you to show you I cared.
But you still didnt want to open up, and I didnt have the right to probe.
One day you were talking to me, the other you just ignored.
One day I have hope that the five of us would be back together, the other days I doubted so.

I'm really so tired of playing nice, when deep down I'm so hurt.
Even now as I'm writing this, something's stuck in my throat.
The tears running down my cheeks tell me you werent a nobody to me.
If only I could hit the rewind and replay all the memories of you and me, maybe I wont be so sad anymore.
It 's already too late to turn back time for our memories are already gone with the wind.