Thursday, January 01, 2009

Trust... I wish you believed in me.

Didn't think I would do an entry here for the time being; especially on the first day of 2009. Lol. But oh well, anything's possible.

Was talking to a good old friend last night. Came to know certain things that totally crushed me. I didn't think he was such a backstabber. The whole situation happened a tad too fast; but one thing for sure, I knew I yearned for one person to trust me. Only one would do. The whole world can turn their backs against me and say what they want but he has to believe in me. He has to believe that I didn't do anything I was said to have done. And that one person would ease the pain of the me being framed. As long as he believed I didn't do what I was said to have done.

That was back then. That was how foolish I was back then. Even before the talk last night, I believed that he wasn't involved in this whole situation at all. Or rather, wasn't the one spouting rubbish to others. I believed he was merely a believer but not one who went round telling the rest. But then, I WAS DAMN WRONG.

This happened 3 years ago. Yes, 3 long freaking years ago. I know it's really silly of me. Really really silly. Though it's silly to feel a tad affected, I just can't help it. His trust meant a lot. Back then and maybe even now. -.- And the last thing I would think he'll do was to be the one spreading the news. The thought of him saying what he said just suck. I have no idea why. But, it just hurts.this.much. x.x

Can you imagine someone you're really really really extremely close to didn't believe in you?
Can you imagine, that someone who you knew thought understood you didn't believe in you?
Can you imagine, that someone you trusted most didn't believe in you?
Can you imagine, how hurting it was?

Though I knew from the start it was all one-sided. But the least I wanted was trust.

The thought of it makes my blood boils every single second. Really. For all I've done; I wasn't given ANY credit but yet was given such a treatment. For the 2 years being classmates; can't there be an ounce of trust?
//Oh what wishful thinking.

Money, the root of all evil. How true.

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