Very often, we only remember the hurtful things being said to us, the quarrels, the hatred and fail to look upon the happiness we once shared.
All of the talk of not knowing what we had till we lose it.

To date, I still don't have a clue to why you told me that, that night.
It changed everything within one night.

If you hadn't told me, I may not have a friend whom I can occasionally talk to or say hi to.
If you hadn't told me, I may not have found what she said in her post today.. hurtful in some way.

But because you did, I found a route to freedom.. and allowed time to patch that hole.
I struggled, but I guess I made it through. Though honestly, there are times I would just want to look at you.. to see how you are doing.. to see the people around you.. till when it strikes me that.. I have really no business to do so.

I actually wished I never met you on the train a few days before. It just proves to me that we don't have things to talk about. Or perhaps.. it had always been that way since the very beginning..

~.~