Sometimes I wonder, is it better if we aren't friends anymore?
I fear that I might do things that offend you again; I fear that I might become a nuisance again; I fear that I might bore you out again and then once again I will be left without any reason...
because I never know what's on your mind.
Those days, I really couldn't find answers to my questions. I was so frustrating.
But slowly, I learned the truth. We both can never understand each other's thoughts. Probably that's why the conversation between us has became so dry?
Don't get me wrong, I still appreciate us.
I just don't know what to do next... and I have to figure it myself.
