a piece of crap i want to validate

Dear __

Do you know how disappointing it is for me when you leave without saying goodbye? That is the least you could do short of waiting for me to go off together right? But you do not bother.

I have so many things to tell you, to ask you and everytime I lose a chance to do so, my heart sinks.

It is really so tiring for me to like you. I feel rather dumb too, as my interest is not reciprocated.

I must say you are very cute to me. Your smile never fails to induce a bigger one on my face.

I really hope to be a closer friend to you.

And this shall remain a letter you shall never know of.

For now, let me find in myself the strength and determination to do my own thnings.

Me.
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I wrote that a few years back, while on the bus home feeling dejected.

hahahahahaha

a slice in time of my life...on a piece of foolscap. Melancholy? Fondness? Sentimentality? tinge of sorrow? ( indulging a bit too much haha) What do I know what do I feel.

It is sad how everything doesn't really matter after time passes. The feelings either morph away or remains in that slice of time. Taking a life of its own, staying there, growing, shrinking, fading, whatever. It just stays there. Waiting for you to remember it. Waiting for something to trigger your memory of it. So that it can come back to make you feel cold again.

Just go away. that sickening watery you. too soft and weak-willed for my liking.