Tuesday, March 11, 2008
One Final Post.
One final post, regarding you, yes you.
I wonder why I still care so much. It's been ages since we ever talked. All these months, you never bothered to find out anything about me, about my life, about anything. I guess you didnt know that every single day, I was hoping you'd call me, once again, at unearthly hours of the night, like you used to, and tell me about your problems, about what's happening in your life, or about anything. I'd have very much wanted to be part of your life, your social circle, again.
Your attitude towards me, the last time we met... It was so... Cold. Unfeeling. Curt. I wonder what was going on in your mind, at that point of time. It hurt me so much to see that coming from you, but who cares? Nobody gives a hoot about anything, unless it's for themselves. It's always the case, everywhere. Every man for himself.
I'll never believe in the phrase "you reap what you sow" anymore. Maybe it's true that you'll get your just desserts if you've done something wrong, but it's not the case, if you're trying to do something right. Similarly, the efforts I put in, to salvage our wreck of a friendship, came to nought. It proves to be a herculean task.
Since when were people appreciative? Never. People lie a lot. They never mean it when they say "Thanks a lot, I appreciate whatever you've done for me" because the moment you do something out of stupidity all the 'good things' you've ever done for them, will cease to exist.
It doesn't matter now. Nothing else matters anymore. I've stepped out of your shadow, and I don't know if I should be happy or sad. Whatever the case is, I hope you'll be happy, always. Thanks for once being my friend, I'll always treat you as my best friend, though i'm quite sure you hate my guts and never want to see me again.
I wish you love, peace and joy.
-Les.
Thy Sins be Cleansed.
4:43 AM
