You met me at my worst.
You've been through yours.
And yes, you helped me on my sad days,
But, I know I didn't depend on it.
It just felt like, I could bare with it more because you were there.
You listened, throughout, and felt my pain.
You shared your own experiences, and I felt more pain for what you have gone through.
I learnt from you, not realising I wanted to get to know you more.
I got excited that I met someone like you.
However ,
We didn't even meet halfway.
The universe have already shown me at the very start that you weren't even there when we first met.
I thought , "Damn, I was wrong again. "
I should have known.



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