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by default, it was my fault. yes i agree that i stopped talking to you. no i'm not gonna cook up some sane explaination for that. i for some reason just didn't want to talk to you that fateful monday. we were getting close and comfortable. maybe too comfortable after only a month or even few weeks of friendship. but somehow i felt special with you. i felt different. like as though you were already a part of me. ya ya as cliche as it sounds but i can honestly say that was how i really felt. you were always there when i looked for you. and you made me feel very different than myself when i'm around you.


sorry. it was my fault. and now all i can feel everyday is regret. yes i miss you alot. you have no idea how much i miss you. i even dreamt of you in the theatre during that night. i dreamt that you fell asleep in my arms. but i woke up realising it was just my wish. my wish to have you back. i woke up that following day missing you so much that i almost teared. but i didn't. because my best 'sister' on earth told me that she is not worth my tears. if she is, she would not make me cry.


so i guess that's the end of our story. i have been leaving you texts and whatsapp messages but you wouldn't even lift your finger to reply. i guess it's really over. and now all that remains of us is strangers. thank you. for creating memories that i will never forget.


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