Talking in riddles...

I was browsing through my old friendster messages awhile ago and saw this message. It made me sigh for about three times and then I wondered, "If I have chosen something else... would everything still be like this today?" Maybe not. Perhaps I'll be happier. Maybe there aren't much memories to hold on to, thus there's not much pain to go through with.

But I do not want to regret...

I've hurt someone, and anonymous-kun probably do not want to talk to me anymore. I can't blame that person anyway, good things were laid down on me but I wanted something better. Sometimes it doesn't have to be better than the good things, it just have to be right for you. and I do not have any idea of what's right for me.

I wanted to save a friendship that ended too fast. I wanted to please everyone but I realized, it made matters worse. and when I tried to please myself, it made things more complicated. So, okay. It was all my fault. I was selfish and naive and undecided. Those days were fleeting, like a big whirlwind of anxiety trying to pull me away...


I know those memories will remain to be memories and the friendship had ended years ago... but I couldn't help feel nostalgic.

I miss those days.