you should have met artiphanes
if there is anything i’ve been dying to say to you, then it must be "sorry". and i mean it the truest sense. i can’t just bring back time, you know. ’cause if only i could, then i should have not befriended you in the first place. i should have not played with you with those sand castles way back kindergarten days. i am sorry, really …just as a kid wants to say "sorry" for having eaten someone else’s candy.
only that we’re not kids anymore. damn, you make me feel i’m so evil… that i could not do anything good… that i suck in being good (and perhaps in trying to be one?)…
one piece of advice? why can’t you just tell it to me straight to the eyes?! tell it straight out?! why can’t you just admit it to yourself, to your so-called friends…to me?!
artiphanes said that there are two things that only a man can not hide: that he is drunk, and that he is in love.
you can not hide the latter from me. do yourself a favor, will you? admitting it won’t kill you.
