"We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly."

I have a friend. A close friend whom I got to know from work, who was there most of time when I’m in my craziest or even worst mood during work time. The bond grew as time passes by, but I guessed it kind of went out of hand. Or shall I say, over the boundaries? I guess he thought things might turn out his way. But you guessed wrong, boy.

I’ve told you in the beginning not to ruin the friendship. Now, that once strong bond is gone. Told you not to push your luck, reminded you to not blow it away. There are so many other things you don’t know about me. You might think that you know me well, but you’re wrong. There are lots more about my life, my character, about who I am. Now that opportunity is no longer around. I thought the friendship we built could go miles, but it’s a pity that things turn out differently.

If you think I’d let go of everything I have now, just so you could be happy, and then I’m sorry to say that you’re quite a shallow man. I have no regrets with any of my decisions I made in my life and I am proud to keep my head held high.

Your time will come. You will find your love one day, I’m sure of that. You just have to be patient. You’re not the only soul that’s been single for years. Your other half is out there, at some corner of the world. You just have to wait, and stop hoping that I am the one.