I miss a friend. I’ve been missing her for a year and half now. And it tortures me since I cannot tell her a word. It tortures me BADLY.
Call me coward or loser or anything you want. I deserve that. The fact is I still cannot see into her eyes. I don’t have any guts.
Ask me to jump off the bridge, ask me to eat stuff you never imagine. I will do that, probably. But ask me to tell her I’m sorry, then I need a year and half to realize that I don’t brave enough. Am I chicken? Yes.
I miss her in every single way. I miss how we called each other kopong. I miss how she bragged about her super senior. I miss how she oftenly empty-minded and being such a moron. I miss how we talked about guys, about Tsubasa and the others. I miss how we online chatted for hours at night even we talked to each other the whole day. I miss how we buddy poked and she laughed out loud when I slapped her super senior butt. Even, I miss the backpack and the shirt that we have in common. I miss her.
So, if you read this, my friend, I just want you to know how I felt. I just want you to know that I want you back. I just want you to know that I badly want gossiping everything that happened in a year and half back.
I know what’s so silly: blog this and hope this will change everything. I know I am that silly. But the thing is, your silly friend just missing you so damn much…
