A Hidden Friend

    Before I reveal her identity, let me tell you a little something about her; that makes her so special to me. The reason why I suddenly wanted to write about her is because I was moved by her poem dedicated to me. I know it is not much but still, how many people spend their time thinking a while writing a poem to us? So it means we have earned that little yet precious spot in their heart, am I right?

    Let me tell you how I met her. We were both studying at St. Clement Kindergarten. Man, I admired her long hair back then. I was thinking, she's lucky to have a mother who spent a few minutes to get her one and only daughter looking presentable while I had a short hair, like really really short. That hairstyle of hers made me noticed her of all the young children. But, we weren't yet to be friends by that time.

    I don't really remember how we became friends, but we do have a thing in common that strengthened our bond when we were in primary school; gossiping. We knew everything, I mean everything that happened all around us. Like who's dating, you know, stuffs like that. We both watched each other growing up. Until now, we're teenagers. In secondary school, we're still friends but not that close as we used to be because we have our own 'packs'.

    Being friends with people, and then being their best friends, sometimes is not as it seems. You see, when you get to know someone closer, you learn about them; about their good and evil sides. And when you discovered the ugly side, that is when dramas going on. You just not into that 'besties' stuffs anymore. And when thing start to fall apart, aren't you feel glad when your old friends were there all along? It was us that didn't realized their presence. Quite sad, isn't it?

    With our old friends back to our sides again, that fact makes me feel really stupid for letting them go in the first place. Back to my story about this particular friend of mine. To be honest, I consider her as a good friend because well, she's nice to me. One thing about her that I like the most is, she is the most honest person I met in my life, excluding my Cousin Joanna. She will say anything that bothers her and don't give a crap about the consequences. I know it's a bold action but yeah, I just like her guts.

Here's a clue about who she is; the poem that she wrote about me: http://reinz95.blogspot.com/2013/02/beyond-ordinary.html

    Yup, I was talking about Shereen Wong. She's the only person that cares about what games I play in Facebook, and put her attentions into them. It means she do noticed little thing about you. And that means a lot to me. But I don't want her to discover this because it's embarrassing. :3 But, if you find out about this, I want you to know that I really mean it, every single words.

You've wrote a poem about me, and I would like to do the same to you. So, here it goes:

It is truly a privilege to find,

Someone like you in my mind.

The way you just say anything that you think is right,

That is what makes me can see you in the light.

The guiltiness when I crushed you to the ground,
I'll surely won't feel it again when you come around.

I'm sorry I hid you in a place you don't definitely don't deserved,
Because that is not how someone special suppose to be served.

Lol. This is so lame. It rhymes though, and I really mean it.