You didn’t even try to ask me out. It’s like for you it’s better that I’m not around, that you try so hard to not invite me, that if I’m around, it’d be awkward.
The least you could do is ask. But you didn’t. Terasa sangat. Luka masih belum sembuh. And it's not even you who wounded me.
Everything you do, I remember. The things you like. The things you try. Your habits. Your behaviour. I’m just so sad that it all come to this, after everything we’ve been through together. It’s hard to let go.
But I was never a good friend. I judged you so bad. Even now. All you wanted was someone to lend their ears. I did, but I judged you. Sigh what even
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