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MicHi Kichi Itchie You <_peaNuT_and_buTTeRs_>

"busy being a film student... must update soon. O_O"

	The. Remix. To. Infatuation.	787 dni temu
	It keeps me wondering how a person gets to keep up with it: having certain feelings for someone you cared for so much, knew so well, cried rivers with. But despite all that, it's still not returned. Sometimes, it is, but only by handfuls; it's even been pushed aside and forgotten, all together with the past that you two have had. What is it anyway? Why must humanoids like us require such engagement with each other? Other animals didn't have to do that... they just deal with what they have in front of them. They don't need to go around having throbbing brains on whether or not they should admit or confess, nor do they have to worry about how the opposite party would feel. Oh well... how would I know? I'm just another animal, after all... just like you, and he. We just speak quite differently. He admits it. But it still hurt, didn't it? Yeah, it did. The tables have turned this time. He was the idiot one now. But why turn your back to something that meant so much? The friendship that was built for a few months that felt like years... all that? Suddenly down a drain. I guess it didn't matter so much for him then. And here I am, left with no other choice but to deal with it. "It can't be helped. You have to live with it," is what he would always tell me. This. Is this one of them? It can't be helped. To fall for someone like him, to be honest, was something I didn't ask for. At least I saw his true nature... he was witty, moody, senile, and could be a biznatch too --- at least, that's what comes out at first. It takes time to get to know someone, and next thing you know, you can't even describe his personality, his characteristic, his specialness to you and why you two get along even if you call each other names. You know, we sometimes take for granted the people who are willing to be with us and stride with us along the path of our journey through life. When you think about it, it'd be easy to just let them go without thinking because we know they would stay... but we never thought that they could suddenly leave you because they're tired of sacrficing for you, or even being taken for granted. It's when you don't see their true value... unless they are gone. And the worst part is: you only see what they're really worth when they're so close to saying goodbye. If time can simply be turned back with merely a tug on the hands of a clock, I would've done it already. If I can just concentrate so hard so that I can tell my past self not to do what has been done, then maybe, just maybe, I'm still alive. He always told me not to die on him... He died on me first. That's not fair. Nothing's ever fair. So now I have to silently carry the burden of having a part of me die... and because it can't be helped, I now have to just... live with it. I never thought it would hurt so much. I guess that's life... or something like it. -Michiyo-
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