...And Now, The Conclusion.

"Maman is mentally and emotionally exhausted ...because of you."

"Don't make me play the part you think I am."

"...you already are."


These were the nicks displayed on both mine and Farid's MSN messengers respectively. I had a hunch that something big was brewing; that the fireworks were about to go off anytime soon - and they finally did.

Farid had wanted to know of the contents of my conversation with Danial on Saturday morning. I replied by saying that whatever that were said between Dan and I shall stay between Dan and I, leaving only with "I now know. So does he."

He wouldn't accept that, and started accusing me of spreading shit about him, and yet not having the balls to say it to his face. Well, my only retort was for him to get a mirror, because if everyone else can see it, there shouldn't be any reason for him not to.

Hell, everybody knows what happened beween him and I. They were there over the months, seeing him lead me on at one instant, and ignoring my feelings the next. They saw me cry almost every other week. I've got that many people as witnesses who saw the whole thing with their own eyes. Who or what does he have in his defense?

No need to play the sick puppy no more, hun. Like how I ended our half-hour tiff, I shall end the same way here.

"You'll see this one day. Hell, you'll go through it. Believe me when I say this, because I've been in those shoes before. Thank you, and goodbye."

With that, I deleted him off my msn list for good; thus, closing this chapter once and for all.

Am I sad? A little, I shan't deny.

But am I relieved? Oh hell yeah!

As most of my friends would know, it only takes one discovery of an act of betrayal for me to forget someone completely. Time and time again, I've shown just how cold I can be to erase every bit of memory of that person at the snap of a finger. As of now, you're one of them.


Thank you for making me believe again.

Thank you for making me lose all beliefs.

Thank you for making me feel again.

Thank you for making me cold again.

Thank you for the laughter.

Thank you for the tears.

Thank you for reminding me that I was once a bastard you.

Thank you for shedding some light on the man I've become today.

...and with that, goodbye.