It’s been a long time since a friend made me feel this way. With just words I can feel so beaten up and wounded. Perhaps I just miss the times we shared together working every weekend eating food and working like cows. Perhaps it’s the help I got from her and the unaffectionate way she shows she cares. Even the two aunties there have declared war on each other.

Who said people don’t change?

I know of people who are afraid of showing how they feel. Like me we do not want to be judged. But shit happens not when u feel the emotions there and then, shit splatters on the fan when you choose to declare it to the world.