Today someone asked me
about you and also about
some of your friends.
You guys really life in fame uh?
Lol :p
Somehow I feel special.
Maybe because I can tell a story
about you.
Mayble because I could show them,
that I know you that well.
and perhaps because I just want to
show off, having you as my friend.
But I also know a fact.
I know who am I and
exactly know where I stand.
I know my place.
That's why I couldn't brag more.
You know what,
a thought that remind me to you
is hard.
even the sweetest memory we had
is make me tearing apart.
but I realise,
to not thinking or talking about you is
harder.
and what the hardest part is?
- to hold myself from confessing
this feeling.