Last weeks to experience...

Dear Diary,

Yesterday, I went to the BOB and took a tour to an action-packed music. I found out that my friend is going to perform. Sudden tears and angst was hidden between my smile.. As if hearing my friend sings is like hearing her last words to me. Yes, that friend of mine, after a few weeks will leave the premises of our Alma Mater and eventually will walk through an arduous journey.

This girl, who's kicking lively and enjoying the ripples of sound waves. She is well-equipped by a family that truly loves her and a guy that she loves also closely watched her that day. I envy her for that. I can see the happiness that flows into her and I can't forget the way she looked at the crowd and her picture-perfect smile.

Then regrets are rushing into my veins, why? This girl, gave me something important beforehand. Her words were like painkillers and smoothie of my life. She's the only person I trust the most and I'm glad she stepped into my life because no one dares to do that before.  She gave me a lot of experiences that I haven't experienced before and even managed to sacrifice her time for me, its quite heroic.

What if that kind of friend began to snob you and see her happy without you? My emotions were bothered and anxiety touched my soul. Last night, I began to be attacked by fear, fear for not seeing her again. It was past bedtime already yet I'm sulking , my eyes can't handle the pain because of my mind doing so many flashbacks about her. Which reminds me how important our friendship and glimpse of the past that we had.