Shhhh.

It was my own hard work. My own effort. My own determination.

Those many hours I invested. Everything.

You reap what you sow, isn’t that how it goes?

Stop making me feel guilty for achieving what I’d set my mind to. I’m equally as surprised at the way it turned out but am I supposed to feel bad for it? I didn’t know it would turn out like this after what happened. I wasn’t doing it for the sake of doing it.

You’re one lousy friend, that’s for sure.

So maybe this is the end.

As much as it hurts, I already promised you that I wouldn’t cry. I will hold on to my promise.

I hate it when people change. They change so much, until I don’t recognise the person they have turned into. They change so much, to the point where I stop wanting to make excuses for them. I just hate it.

It really hurts me, especially when people I hold closest to me change so drastically. I feel helpless, I don’t know what to do. Sit back and spectate? No, I can’t bring myself to do that.

I don’t want to forget who you once were, but I’m worried that all those memories will be erased. This is why I always run. Run before it’s too late.

At least, that way, one thing won’t change. The way I feel about you.

Stop comparing.

I am unhappy at the person I am turning into. I have to tell myself that this really isn’t who I am.

Maybe if you looked a little closer, you could see all the cracks. Barely visible to the naked eye, but it’s there.