This moment, when gone, will never replay. It'll never come back. It will never happen again. Even if you came on Sunday, it'll still be different.
When everyone was having a happy celebration on Sat night, I was on the rooftop of Tampines One crying my heart out. Because of negligence - sheer, raw negligence.
When I received the text before service started, I walled up my heart and my emotions again because I didn't want to look sad during graduation. I didn't want to feel hurt, or neglected, or disappointed. So I just didn't.
It's quite easy, actually, to clam up your heart.
After service, when everyone was celebrating, my emotions started getting the hold of me. I didn't feel like celebrating, I didn't feel like it was worth it. My 6 months went down the drain, just because of your absence. Like I texted you, I wanted to bask in the after atmosphere, but I just couldn't.
And right now, although I said I've forgiven you, I'm still hurt. If I didn't forgive you, we'd be caught in a limbo of no solution. Because there isn't any reason, no excuse, for what you did, or didn't do.
On a supposed happy day, I still had to settle issues. And I thought six months of torture was enough.
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