To the Ones Who Were Once With Me

After everything I had been through this past few months, it was just the other night that I had time to reflect about all of it.


I have met a lot of people recently, and some of them became my friend. Well, for a short while, that is. I have concluded I lost most of the old friends I have kept since I entered college--they were, and maybe, I were myself as well-- no longer persistent enough.  


To some, I knew that I did my part. For some others, I knew I failed them. Time and space no longer divide us, it is us, ourselves, that keep us apart right now. A lot has changed. Some of you graduated; some of you are far away from me; some of you keep in touch, most of you, not anymore.


It was just the other night that I cried so hard after my last break up. It was even harder than the last time because somewhere within me, I knew, that I lost more than I could ever lose any other guy.


This is precisely the one reason why I would want to to turn back time. I'd rather that I have not met my ex so that I might not lose these brilliant, and loving people. 


I am so sorry for keeping myself so far away from you during those times that you were reaching out for me. I admit, I was too engrossed with matters not even close to who you are in my life. I do hope it's not too late. But if it is, well, it's my fault in the first place.

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