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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