I take time to share with you, my inner most feelings but you don’t seem to care about what I had to share with you. I came to tell my problems, you listen to my say but did you actually hear me? I am not really that sure why I chose you as a friend. Do you know why you chose me? I really do not know why, as I think if it often. Maybe because of the act you performed in front of me on the day that I finally thought I met a new best friend. You hurt me too many times, physically and mentally. Through all this I come back. Time after time, I waited hoping to expect a change in our imperfect friendship. As I close my door, my friend I dare not re-enter the door to an unstable friendship. I seek stability, to be able to hold on to what’s left in our friendship. Let’s give it another try, and hope tomorrow is better than any other past day.
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