Honestly, I have this one person that I knew since my childhood. He is the smartest person that I ever known. He’s good in sport, education, and God knows what else. He got this personality that makes everybody start liking him the moment they knew his name. He is a good friend though we never quite talk to each other. And since childhood, I knew that this one little girl who also a very good friend of mine had given her heart to him and wish that they would become husband and wife. Until today, without fail, I can still see it in her eyes that she wanted him.
I think I am not a good friend of his. I realized that whenever I know a little bit about him, it end up giving me heart ache and misery. Why do I have to feel this way? It’s wrong. Definitely wrong. So I’ve made my mind. What the use of having this inner loathing. What the use of thinking about him anyway. Silly me. Let him be. I will let him be.
Thinking of You
Katy Perry
