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I'm at the libray again, listening to music in my laptop. Seems to be a slow day, not many people around. I've decided to include a picture of my point of view just for reference. However, today i don't want to talk about that.
Recently i've recieved an e-mail from an old friend. A friend that meant a lot to me. We used to share a bond, nobody at school understood and always confused with something else. At some point in my life i decided to relocate to a new city. She of course was hurt and did not agree with my decision to do so. Years later, i came back. I did looked for her. To my amazement, it felt like i had never left. The connection was still there and i was able to talk to her despite the time spend apart. Sometime later, i moved again. I never told her i was going to move. The e-mail, essentially,was an angry letter saying how sad she was i did not say anything.
I feel sad for doing that. i remember the first time i moved, she was completely opposed to it. I did not get her support. I figured this time i would keep this to myself. Regarless, i know i should have said something. If only we could change the past.
This is really bothering me.
P.S This is what i see from where i'm sitting.
You don't love someone because they are beautiful, they are beautiful because you love them.
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