I waited. I hoped. I don't really know what I was looking for. A come-back, maybe ?
I didn't know that nothing will bring you.
But, who's "you" ? Two girls.
The first, I'm not really surprise to see what our relation became. She won't see this text, and even if she will, she won't take the time to translate, to try to understand. To notice that I'm sad. She used to call me "Bestah". Now, she doesn't speak to me, she doesn't know how I feel. She just sees her boyfriend & her friends at the boarding school. I'm just memories now. The past.
The second... When I read the comments she leaves on a friend's blog, I often feel chocked, disappointed, sad. I see how she changed... It's normal that she changes, I know it ! But I don't like her new behavior. That's not the girl that I met, that I knew, that I loved. Will she come on my blog ? Don't think so. Even if she will, will she understand that I'm talking about her ?
Anyway. I'm fed up to be heartbroken because of them. I couldn't return in the past.
I don't know if I want to see them. They don't care about me. Why can't I do the same...?
" I've been waiting for a miracle " (8) ... which never came.
I didn't know that nothing will bring you.
But, who's "you" ? Two girls.
The first, I'm not really surprise to see what our relation became. She won't see this text, and even if she will, she won't take the time to translate, to try to understand. To notice that I'm sad. She used to call me "Bestah". Now, she doesn't speak to me, she doesn't know how I feel. She just sees her boyfriend & her friends at the boarding school. I'm just memories now. The past.
The second... When I read the comments she leaves on a friend's blog, I often feel chocked, disappointed, sad. I see how she changed... It's normal that she changes, I know it ! But I don't like her new behavior. That's not the girl that I met, that I knew, that I loved. Will she come on my blog ? Don't think so. Even if she will, will she understand that I'm talking about her ?
Anyway. I'm fed up to be heartbroken because of them. I couldn't return in the past.
I don't know if I want to see them. They don't care about me. Why can't I do the same...?
" I've been waiting for a miracle " (8) ... which never came.
And I still miss them...*
