Of friends and foes

There are things I do because I have to, and there are things I do because I want to.

Oftentimes I brush people off for a reason. It was never for good riddance's sake, contrary to popular belief. I brush people off because sooner or later, they'll end up getting more hurt and loved at the same time by me. I don't want that. I can't take that. I've done it too many times that experiencing it again, keeping someone I know I'll hurt eventually, is just too painful and exhausting.

Sab's mom once told me that the older I get, the easier and faster it would be for me to actually count my true friends.

I try to keep close those who can stand me and all my daily ramblings. The people with me now are the ones that were true since day 1. I may not see them often but i know there'll never be no brushing off with them. Ever.

To those who I can't keep now, see you in my dreams.