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In time..


You know when someone's been truly hurt if they decide to ignore someone no matter how that person tried reaching out to you.

Friendship or any other kind of relationship is like a glass that's been broken, no matter how much you wanted to fix the crack it will never be the same again. All this anger I felt was bottled up inside me. I know the fact that if you hold on to much to anger it's not the person you are giving burden to, but yourself, you don't feel any peace at all.

Maybe I wasn't angry at all with my friend, I am angry of what happened, I am angry because she choose to love that jerk who is responsible why our friendship has been broken, I am angry because we have to loose something great, I am angry because they moved on and that jerk was acting like he did nothing wrong, enjoying every second of his life with my friend, smiling like saying right in my face that he wins. I am angry because I was left behind with all this anger and pain.

I miss my friend..really! I miss the old days, the laughters, chats, bonding moments, out of town trips, everything... We've been friends since college and we lost it in just one snap. I was hurt and I know she was hurt too.. She tried reaching out in anyway she could but to no avail. I pushed her out of my life to avoid the chances of seeing her with him and because I don't want to pretend anymore in front of other people like nothing happened.

It was over two years ago, but until now I find myself crying over what we had to loose because of that jerk, crying over how it made me feel, how I felt betrayed because I know deep within her she has doubts to me because she choosed to believe him.

I wasn't ready to forgive him..anyway he acts like he was innocent. Maybe in time I would, but I will never forget what happened and how it made me feel.

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