Sorry
Sometimes I hate these open-letter articles. I have to write it this way, though, because you don’t talk to me anymore. What used to be daily calls and texts turned into nothing. It hurts me more than I care to admit, but I’ll admit it now, in front of everyone. And also this is not first time I've write something like this. I don’t mind slipping into the spotlight. The truth is I'm sick of remembering all of our memories. Everytime, everywhere, our memories are playing in my mind, your laugh, your voice and also your behaviour even though we are not as we used to be. I know you remember and feel it, too. Yesterday my Mom mentioned about you, I'm so reminded again about you and it made my heart drop into my feet. Even after all this time. So many people never understood our friendship, either. It always irritated me whenever people would joke about it. But it also made me kind of happy, too. Sometimes people aren’t supposed to understand everything. When people throw mi