
I shouldn't have done that.
Why in the world I told myself that you would understand and tell me you're sorry for giving me a heartache in the first place? I assumed that you will know what I am thinking, like the characters in novels, who would go apologizing instead of asking why. You know what, I do need to get out of that fantasy and live in this harsh world. You said you know me for a long time, but do you know how I feel? I felt as though I was slapped in the face when you said you don't know. Fine, I take the initiative to tell you, to let you know. Instead, you shot me with cruel words that cuts my heart deeper. Now, that's an ouch. And guess what? I was kind enough to hope that she will feel the same way as you do. I could've use rude words, I could've called and screamed until you go deaf; but in the end, I didn't do it cause you mean so much to me. And yet, you still don't get me. You actually proved to me that boys are heartless. Yes, all the boys in the world. I should write more songs about you and make sure you regret for doing that to me. I know you wouldn't love me, but I want you to regret for hurting me, your best friend.

Now, I honestly need you.
P/S: L, I really do need the Starbucks session now. Wish you were home.
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I was naive, got lost in your eyes.