• 5:26 AM, Thursday, April 17, 2008
Sometimes, when I see people 'flirting'? With their steads, I just feel funny.I'll start to think about her. Think about why was I "ditched".
She said I was different.
How was I different?
Well, its no use considering now that its a fact we can never get together.
I talked to her when she was bored.
I helped her when she was stuck with her homework.
I consoled her when she was troubled with her family problems, just like she did when I was troubled.
I apologised to her when I indirectly caused her to fall.
I comforted her when she was sick and was absent from school.
I felt guilt when I irritated her. When I 'bullied' her.
I regret making a decision of confessing.
I regret making a decision and asked her who she liked.
I regret making a decision, a decision of leaking a secret that I no longer thought it was mine to keep...
However, from the day she hated me, our past secret, was no longer mine to keep.