The thing that gives me oppurtunity to ask my bestfriend an advice, because a week from that day...
was the time he was giving me a cold treatment everyday.
Calls? None.
Hugs and Kisses? None.
But that was the past, I don't regret breaking up with him, it was the past.
My bestfriend was pretty alone this time, I even see her crying.
I was really worried that time because she was just like me, an outcast.
But I don't regret walking away from them with colds rushing down my body.
That was the time that OUR friendship was gone.
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