...spring doesn't always have to have colors...
& i tell you what i feel as a friend of _ years coming _.
what seem to be the most treasured friendship, is now as good as a destroyed friendship. just because that happened, you left just like that? the countless number of "be right back" from you are as good as "good bye". save them for those who doesn't know that. i've notice it always. question is... why?
like what i've said in the past. _years of lost contact is nothing compared to _months of knowing. i don't know the "you" now. the "you" back then was different than the "you" now. you've changed. so did i. every now & then when i tried to talk to you, as a friend to friend basis & nothing more, you would avoid. you once told me maybe _years later we'll meet again. i don't know. _days of catching up, & i discovered, quite a lot. you can never get what you wanted from me. & vice versa. i can never have that friendship back. & you can never have __ _____ ever.
I ont jamais regretté une fois protestataire ton amour, et prenant son. ♥
to my friend : i'll tell you what's the catch behind this post. however, do remember, Eu vou sempre te amo, e sempre será. É uma promessa feita i (:
