Opius ; editing
she was captivating, when I first saw her.
she was pure, when I first met her.
she was forgiving, when I first bullied her.
but she was still my friend, when I hated her.
but, please, please.. don't let me fall in love with her. i was angry at everything, at the world itself for it's flaws. for every misfortune it brought to me. but it took me all too long to realize that i brought all the misfortune upon myself.
and to the people who cared about me.
so unknowingly, i pushed them away. maybe i did it consciously.
i thought i had got rid of her, too. but, i also thought she would be happy without me.
hm, i guess i was wrong.