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You.


You. I used to hate you. I used to fake smile at you. But you, You really smiled at me. You would try to build a friendship between you and me. You wanted to be my FRIEND... Soon enough, I was alone. Ashamed of trusting the wrong person all along. Just, why didn't I trust YOU instead ? It should have been you, The person I'd share my thoughts with. Realizing that too late, That's my biggest regret. You are now my closest friend, A person I can trust. But as time passes by, We start to care less about our friendship. One day, it will eventually reach a critical point, One step before falling into the pit, I'll smile at you. A real smile this time. Cause we went through a lot together. A storm of emotions. But for now... There was her, A friend that became a stranger. And there is you, A stranger that became a friend.
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