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Sunday, October 18, 2009
What went wrong?
it just doesn't feel right anymore.

i had this notion we were going to be those kind of friends who would last for a lifetime.
those that you read about in those lit-chick book of yours, those who would support each other through everything and go through every dispute without even a crack in their firm friendship.
Even when we quarreled, we managed to resolve everything.
So why can't we settle this problem now?

I know it may be largely my fault, blowing you off every time we made plans to do many of the things on our outing list, but i really didn't mean to disappoint you time and time again. I'm sorry for doing this. Now that you've more or less cut me out from your social circle, i finally know what I've been missing out on and it's you.

I've noticed this anonymity between us now whenever i try to communicate with you, be it sms or msn. You mentioned that it was exams, but now that they're over, this awkwardness still remains. i failed to treasure the precious friendship i had with you and now this. I guess I asked for it...
If only I had tried to make more time for you...

You were the only person who i felt could really connect with me, the only one whom i shared my important secrets with. and now, you're gone.
Somehow, i feel as though i've lost some part of my life altogether. i could count on you to listen to me when i'm down and i could count on you when i wanted a late night chat or just some random talks on the phone. Now that our relationship has become the equivalent of acquaintance statues, i feel afraid to even talk to you about what we enjoyed in the past. Our conversation has just been about safe topics like school, life and whatnot.

I miss you.
Badly.