Mebbe its my fault. Mebbe its his fault. Or mebbe its our fault. But faults can be make up for. Faults can be detected and be understood. But why do i feel so sad yet so guilty at the same time?
Contacting him, wondering about him, doing things for him have become a part of my life. I used to juggle all these with my academics, my CCAs. But now after our promos, i have nothing else to distract myself from him. I once thought that after our promos we would probably have more time together, but this is still a thought, a dream, a fantasy...
He's ever so busy. Busy with his friends, busy with his family events, busy with his health. But never me. I shop alone in the streets of Orchard Road, looking at couples hugging each other, couples shopping together, couples holding hands, yet i wonder how's he doing with his friends, with his family.
I feel so alone. So isolated. I had given up my chance for a more expanded social circle for him and yet...
I dun think he miss me lyk he say. How on Earth do you miss a person if you are kept busy all day long? I cherish and look forward to every meeting, but, does he?
I think he is finally gotten sick of me. So i guess the end is not far afterall... But, wad abt me? Has he thought of my feelings? He hasn't felt wad i feel. I wish he would understand me for once. I wish he would feel what i feel. But all these are wishes... All these do not have to come true for me...
Small. Weak. Tears. These are wad i feel now. Where's my protector? I do not know. Mebbe he's with his friends again. Enjoying his day. Not thinking abt me. Mebbe...
