are you coming to the tree?
November 27, 2014
Are you, are you coming to the tree?
Where I told you to run, so we'd both be free.
i saw your name on my phone and i couldn't stop thinking about the time you came after me. it was the first time someone came to me seeking for my support. i'm no special someone to anybody, only the replaceable who puts her expectations too high and ends up hurting on herself. even though i knew i wasn't anything special to you, not even considered a 'close friend', not even an existence that you'd ever think about in your life, you came. someone who puts their trust in me instinctively gets mine. call me the idiot who gets happy over something so small, or the idiot who thinks so much about something people would do normally, well guess what. i'm someone who refrains from making too many close friends to avoid getting hurt, i'm not the kind of person who people will swoon over, i'm not the kind of person who has friends everywhere i go. to summarize it, i'm grateful for your trust in me when i didn't do anything worth to deserve it. i just wanted to let you know, that i was happy for that one little moment. thank you. i hope you're doing fine. please and always stay that way. xx.
P.S. a tip of advice; instead of judging and talking behind someone's back, we should tell them their flaws so they'd fix them. so we should all stop b*tching.
to my,
small worth.

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