conversation between me and my imaginary friend. it get a bit of jiwa2. don't ask, don't tell. just read.
what makes you awake at night?
- someone.
who is it?
- a friend, i guess.
why?
- he broke my heart. twice!
do you like him?
- like?.. i love him to be exact.
did he know?
- nope, and never will.
why didn't you tell him?
- it's complicated. and i don't want him to know. it's too embarrassing.
does he has a gf?
- i guess so. and that gf is someone i know. not well enough, but i do know her.
why guessing?
- because he never tell me about her. ever! maybe because i never ask.
how do you know him?
- from somewhere.
you said he broke your heart twice. how?
- well, i like him before, then he left. then he was back again, then he left. it makes it twice.
do you think he like you?
- seriously, i don't know. he come and go as he pleased. sometimes he's too damn nice, at times, he's cold.
did you try to tell him?
- i can't. i don't have the courage. he's too good for me.
where is he now?
- i don't know. somewhere. as i said. he'll come as he pleased and will eventually go, lost in the crowd.
did you try to contact him?
- i did. and i felt dumped. i won't try again.
why?
- something happened when we last met.
what?
i won't tell. it's something that might differ his perspective on me.
how?
- let just leave it that way. it's not really my fault. it's his!
are you still on hope?
- *sigh*. it's hard for me to fall for someone else.
sound like he's not worth it.
- i know. but i couldn't help it. he's the best among the rest.
~ confession of an egoistic queen ~
