Hello everybody.

Well, I read someone's blog a few minutes ago. He was such an important friend to me. A few years ago, when I felt that life was meaningless, lonely and cold, he stood by me. He didn't walk away like almost everyone did. When someone I thought I loved and trust betrayed, he continued to stand by me. He became the only person I can talk to and began to trust. Of course, the plight I was in was due to my own stubborness and stupidity. Even so, he was there for me.

Finally, I began to open up. I became more accepting and forgiving, buried the childish hatchet. But, I seemed to have forgotten the person who once was a candle in the darkest part of the life (so far). How could I?

Today, we went separated ways. No longer close like we used to be. But he is still the best friend I ever had. Now that he seemed so troubled, no longer the happy-go-lucky person I used to know, I felt guilt. I feel so helpless.

GL, shall we meet up?