when a bee dies.

I am a person who cherish friendships that I have.
I know to cherish it because I am a person who usually sees my friends for only four years... and the rest would be through letters and e-mails.
Even for a person who is not my best friend...
I will cherish that friendship.

But maybe I care too much about friends...
that people think they can take advantage of it...
and step where ever they like.
And maybe I care too much about friends is what's making me feel so easily stabbed-in-the-back.

I've thought so much about it.
What can I do?
I can't simply stop caring about friends.
That's the way I'm meant to be.
Maybe I shouldn't care too much?

I woke up early today to find a friend stabbing me.
A true friend knows what matters most at heart.
Well, I woke up with a stung heart.
I tried to go back to sleep...so i can forget all about it and care less.
But all I did when I awoke again was the same thing.

And so... I shall let today pass with a heart so stung...
all I can do is keep quiet.

...and tomorrow shall I pretend as though nothing has happened.

<3 suryani

rocky balance.

I'm in a place I never thought I'd find myself in.
It was something I said then... and I've said before...
but usually it works out.
This time, I think that was it.

<3 suryani