I remember as I reminisce to the great times that I’m beginning to miss. The bittersweet emotions that I’m feeling have my heart sinking really heavy. I thought I moved on and didn’t think much of the situation but the mere fact that we promise to be there for each other forever has been broken. That I never knew forever was a short period in our lives that we chose to go through together. You were there when no one was and I still remember the support but that don’t justify you actions with no remorse. I tried to be the one to help you when you were in need but since I wasn’t helping you the way you wanted, I guess you didn’t see.
I miss the times getting upset with you, those were the times when I knew our “friendship” was true. Because if I never care then I wouldn’t be mad at you; don’t you understand, I just wanted the best for you. I tried to be your direction when you got lost. I was the hint when you didn’t have a clue. I tried and I tried and I tried and I acknowledge that I did wrong from my side. Persecution was not giving to you for you to pass down on me. I tried to forgive you and move on but you couldn’t let that be. And now that I moved on with my life and the clarity is really coming together for me. I never imagine doing it without my bestie!. The Ying to my Yang; the one that supposed to be my right hand man.
I remember as I reminisce. The times when I do and don’t miss; having you around but still wanting my space. Getting annoyed by you when you were the only that could cheer me up. The only one that knew every face that I made and the only one that knew when I threw my hidden shade. I remember as I reminisce that sometimes I don’t want to miss. I don’t want to think about what went wrong and how could this happen. I don’t need answers to these questions that I’m asking. Or do I? I feel ambiguous without ambition and that just take away from my decision to forget (which I thought that I did) but in reality all the unanswered questions still rest in my head. That I thought…no I remember that we said we were better then that. So if that was true, then why didn’t we go back to that? I guess misconception was mixed with miscommunication and the results for that were just devastating. That U and I didn’t see eye to eye and we moved on with our own individual lives…but on the occasion when I get sentimental and my mind takes me back to that…when I reminisce. I BEGIN TO MISS…