To FRIENDSHIP

I don’t know if you will see this letter, but I have to write, expressing the feeling that has overwhelmed me for long time. I don’t know why we haven’t kept in touch. Did you piss off me? Or you don’t think we should keep company ? Today my roommate asked me why I’m always far from everyone, dare not to reveal what I am? I ponder and think maybe I’m afraid of being hurt. I’m firmly convinced that when people getting together, they are meant to destroy each other. I love everyone soooo much but always got wounds. I’m just tired of it. Why I am that victim every time? Thus, I realized I may search for lost rather than together. What a relief? However, I’m still longing for friends’ love.

Tell me, everyone is an island?

Tell me, you don’t love me, you hate me, you don’t want me, you aspire my death.

I’m nothing in your heart. I’m loser in your world. It doesn’t matter if I have been your friend.

I’m unable to call you when I need you. I’m unable to hear your voice when I’m exhausted toward this world.

I can’t cos you won’t care with that cruel intonation.

You never know I have been crying with sad soul.

Friendship, perhaps, is mean and substantial.