it was unexpected bumping into him. the moment i saw him,my heart sank.
i remembered crying buckets throughout the night and even after the club.
it was good talking and ranting to him about what he did to me and i wanted answers but i never got them.
all i heard was "it's not you.it's me."

i think i deserve better than that.really.
i don't think i wanna talk to him anymore.im done.

when i left to take the cab,i hugged real tight. somehow i knew that might be the last one.
right now as im typing this out,im crying. cause it still hurts like fuck.

never i've expected this from you. well,maybe cause i took you for granted.

the bestfriend. well the EX bestfriend.