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Friendship

Friendship ... which I am proud of

the friendship ... I glorify

everything's gone, not even the rest.

the friendship that we have measured from High School was because she was the daughter of my father's best friend...

but he left a wound

flashbacks

You don't know yourself ...

how can you stab me in the back.... 😭😭

I don't know how you can do this to me...😠😠

while angry I also cry over this incident, my best friend the person I believe has cheated on me with the person I care about..

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everything is destroyed...

Crazy you El...

I shouted to Ella my best friend...

sorry Put.. I'm sorry ...

ella said to me while crying...

I didn't know it was a tear of regret or a tear to the temple because I was caught cheating on my girlfriend in front of my eyes.

I was silent ..while looking with a sharp look at the person I love Adit...

he just lowered his head without being able to speak .....

all quiet....

no one can talk...

still in a state of anger and disappointment I slowly left them in Ella's room...

El, up here our friendship...

and you are Adit .. we broke up... !!!!

while opening the door and crying.

my fault with all this or your stupidity so that this affair can occur between my friends and lovers, I do not think out....

I've not cried but I know my face must have gone wrong ...

but I don't care, I get in the car and sit in the car for a few minutes.

everything has happened and it is impossible to replay again.

the rice has become porridge.....

I drove my car and didn't know where to go. I obviously wanted to let go of all the burdens that were pressing on my mind and my heart...

I want to clear my wounded heart I want to erase the painful memory imprint on my mind.

I'm screwed.

my best friend hurt me...

my best friend betrayed me...

my friend ... oh my friend.... 💔💔💔

I had to start over. I started a new chapter.treating the wounded heart and releasing the one I love.

my friend, my traitor ...

my boyfriend is my wound....

it did not feel like I was already in a place where we often met.on the hill a beautiful place filled with memories of Anatar me, my best friend and my lover....

it's a place that has a lot to tell our friendship....

I don't feel my tears coming back...

memories that are hard to forget

the beauty that paints a million sweetness....

but in just a short time everything became bitter...

slowly I left the hill of memories,

together with my move away I want to start everything with new strength and hope...

hope tomorrow will be better and more beautiful, even if these memories are not easy to forget...

bittersweet.....

I drove my car to the road home,

I was greeted at home by my mother...

the mother's child has a very sour face, no smile at all....

I replied with a forced smile while answering.nothing, Mom, just a lot of work piled up...

while going into my room and leaving mother with a million questions in her mind without being able to say a word.

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