27

its 11pm at nite
therefore i feel sentiment. its rather breezy.. drizzling all the way. playing whilst music that goes along with mood. im tired.. been thru 27 weeks. nw ters 7 more left.

i can rest for a while. i can express for a while. u knw wt.. ppl once told me tt life will always be needed to move on.. regardless. with each step ters a change. a change so tngs will become different and not as b4. ppl once also offered comfort, ter wud be support. unluckily support wasnt the essential tng. the past is. hw imminent life changes.. hw wishes tt used to be so confined within one.. tt one day u'd just have to let go of them.

u never knew y. y tngs happen. some happen with time. others happen for a reason. reason wch u just cudnt understand y. and for many tngs in life- u just wish to get urself back up agn. n ters the word- move on.

in my age, i pondered most upon relationships. smetmes thinking hw they can get so complicated & be wasted.
for times.. i just tght maybe i wasn meant for them. nt meant to be involved nor understood for who i am. smetmes ter was even an intentional make-over. as frens who tght and cared for me.. but as for i, misunderstood and deemed they just wnted to get rid of the old person. either way after everythn.. all is scarred and tngs weren the same anymore.

i learn one tng. to maintain a relationship.. a frenship. one has to be open-minded. regardless.. i learn on tis day, if any fren were to act like s*** by purpose or by nature, i still keep peace upon us. least.. ter are gd times between us tt we can take frm. as a reminder for ppl out ter, stop instilling hurt coz its nt the way. love is.
- keith