Transition

I never understood the words that the Dr. Always said to me.

I never could understand why he wanted to be alone.

I never wanted to understand the way he lived.

Until now, when I was put in a same position.

I never have thought that I would say the same words he never said to me. The only difference is, I still think I would have said something different if I knew that I should never let the person in front of me go.

I wished souch that when I cut you off, that you would think of me more.

I wished that you will appreciate my company.

And that you would come back to me.

And at the end of the day, you did. You went through everything that I wished you would go through.

Yet, nothing changed in the end.

Here I am, away and separate and still in love with you.

And you on the other side, feeling the same. But the distance between us does not change.

Like you told me from day one, you are still the way you are. And now I know that at every step of the way, I had every right to step away from it all, and it was me who let him be the way he was. If I wanted him to change, I had to change too, I shouldn't have just waited for him to change. Coz we know what the result would be for that case.

At the end of the day, I still love you. And I hope you do too.

The truth

He told me he misses me.

He told me he wants to see me.

I'm already full of regrets knowing that you're somewhere under this sky in the same city, yet I'm too stubborn to say yes.

I told you only to come back if you want to change, and I already know the answer to that.

But I can't help this feeling inside me, that even if you didn't want change, if you showed me that you really want to see me rather than just sending vague messages to me for guilt trip, then I would have welcomed you in at instant.

Only if you were passionate enough to stand on my door step with arm full of flowers, just to say hi, I would have accepted you in.

The truth is, I miss you.

I love you.

And all I can think about is you.

And it still hurts.

I'm okay

Ever since break up with Dr.D, I've been okay.

I slept, ate, socialised, danced.

I didn't even have anything to even bitch about him, coz nothing was wrong.

Yes,  I do wish he didn't have a commitment phobia, but the fact is, he treated me so fairly. Even more so than anyone I've ever dated in my life.

All my friends said

I hate to say, but you knew this was gonna happen right?

Like if nobody thought his importance to me had any meaning to it.

He told me he loves me.

And although that word has so little meaning after we have ended, it means so much to know that he did. That the time we spent together meant something to him.

I broke down last night.  only friend that understood that I'm losing someone that I love, and loves me back. We were happy with everything about each other,  but it wasn't meant to last forever. 

A treasure of my life

There are many times in my life I'm so thankful and grateful to my friends.

People can be an introvert at times, when we feel like nobody loves us, or we feel like anything in this life is no more than noise and destruction.

But true good friends are one thing that can steps right inside my introverted boarder line.

Back in the days, I would have gone for a rebound out of loneliness, just for the sake of filling this emptiness. But I don't feel like I need to anymore.

They don't need to tell me that they love me, because I already know they do. I don't need an re-assurance to know where I stand.

When my American boy left me, everyone kept away from me, didn't ramage through my front door demanding to know what was happening. But they were just there.

10 years and more, I've known some of these amazing human beings, and I can't think of a life without any one of them.

Boys and relationship come and go, and I learnt to deal with my emotions, to keep a float and be a boat, sailing through my life.

But my dear friends, I love you all so much tonight.

Value of friends

It's a sad truth, but sometimes you just need to accept the fact that some people just don't share the same value of the person as much as yourself do to them.

It doesn't matter how long I have know them for. If they have no desire to see me, talk to me, then are we actually friends?

I fear the things I will lose.

By actually looking at the truth, and making the decision based on facts, it's very easy for a person to be left with very little things.

Maybe that is why in Buddhism say that to part with this life, to loose all the greed and desire. To live and appreciate the full life.

I'm still learning to live a life to be happy on my on. To rely less on others. But I can't help to get more and more selfish as I know a person for longer and better.