Thursday, September 30, 2004

the lost.

in life, there would be few different questions that left with no answer, no matter how you try hard to figure it out.i always ask myself what make ppl change in a blink of an eye.would that because of their own surrounding?their own conundrum?or was that because of me?
im not pretty sure when our pace of friendship starts to turn out being unpleasantly cold.true, we do have our ups n downs within the lengthy 15 years of our friendship, but i never could figure out that one day she's going to be far far away, out of my reach.not wiv me anymore.she's getting married.my own, bestfriend is getting married n that does not make me the selfish one.no im not jealous of her own happines n blissfully contented soon to be matrimonial life.im not even at once jealous.it just that from the feeling of insecurity, lost n unaccompanied of a good female fren like her.
we had gotten ourself into one huge fight before she announcing that she gonna afterall be happily ever after.cudnt really remember what was the fight about, but one thing im so damn sure about is the discontented feeling of gettin into a cold fight wit ur goodmate.n one afternoon, after a month of silence words, she phoned n asked me to come back for that simply reason..'im goin to be attached n i want u to be here'.out of any reaction, i gave her the warmest smile even i knew she wudnt see me from afar nor that she really care about me being happy for her.and starting from the moment, loneliness n pain of losing ur mate starting to chase the soul.im starting to capture horrendous images in mind.no one to talk to, no more.no one to cry with, no more.and i have to accept the fact that her man is her everything from now on.
she's gonna get married on this coming raya.n im gonna left with no good female company as life goes by.
lyn:

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