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'I will see your ending'
Friday, July 8, 2011 // 2:54 PM

Just quarelled with a friend again. Apparently, it's not the first time we snapped at each other.
Or rather, I snapped at her.


I didn't mean to. But any normal person would. How can a close friend of yours be so unsupportive of you?
Till the point that I feared letting her know of my life.
I'd rather not talk to her about my life and talk to someone else. Because I know what the outcome would be.
"See, I told you." will be all I'm hearing.


I feel disasppointed that all these while, she did not get what I was trying to tell her. I only wanted to tell her I needed a supportive friend.
But instead, all that she told me were sarcastic blessings. And I don't need that, really.
She told me she can't be wrong in seeing someone.
Sometimes, every word I said had a hidden meaning. I guess you couldn't catch it.

I've been asked to wake up from my idea. But I'm always awake.
In terms of maturity, I can't help but admit that I'm way too mature for you to handle.
You give me the feeling that you're still living in 2007 you know?
Those immature ways of behaviour, talks and stuffs.
Your fault is not because you cared too much for me, oh no, you're not that noble.
You just don't wish to admit other mistakes of yours. (Proof of not matured enough)
& what's the first thing you did after the argument? Called someone to let her know about it so someone would pity you and take your side. (Another proof of immature..)
FYI, in what ways have you been pampering me as a friend? In what way have you given in to me?)

I'm sorry to say this, but I have too many friends who did so much more than you, be it pampering, caring or giving in. That's probably why I thought it was absurd those words came from you.

I have a lot of friends who will just be there for me when I trip and fall. But you? I think you'll be telling people, "I already told her so."
I was accused of showing off? Being pampered by my loved one meant showing off? If yes, then I'm guilty.
How many times have we forgiven you? Choosing bf over friends isn't our forte, it's yours. Don't ever forget that...

Take a step back and look at your life. How have you treated your friends?
I should have given you the cold shoulder from the day you betrayed my good friend.
Or was he the reason for all your attacks to me? Don't forget you were the one who got used to having a pampered life, who got used to having things without even having to pay. And you chose to betray the guy that would be good to you.
No one agrees with you for your betrayal. But we value our friendship and stood by you. Will you ever do that for us?

How could you even be dragging people down the water with you when confronted?
All these years, I've been hiding your disgraceful secrets. Have I pulled you down?
If yes, I bet you won't even be having the happiness you're enjoying now.

The many things you've done behind me, I'm all aware but just reluctant to confront you.
And at the end, what did you tell me? "I will see your ending"
Wow, that sure felt like a stab in my heart, like I killed someone and you're telling me this.
If that's the case, you better watch your back for the deeds you did in the past.
Please save some of your pride and do not attract unnecessary attention.

How you treat others will be how others treat you.
I'll always bear that in mind.

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