Nothing Can Be Done...

I went to mid valley again today...I talked with one my friends yesterday and I said that I might not be able to control myself if I were to go there again...2 weeks ago I went there and almost everywhere I turned I saw a glimpse of her face...maybe it's because at that time I was still not sure why she was so mad at me and I was consumed by guilt...it was hard because my mum wanted me to go the MPH to buy some books and that was the 1st place where I met and went out with her...I was down the whole trip but it's a good thing my parents didn't realize anything...I said to myself, "I really 'did it' this time"...

But today it was easier to handle my feelings...maybe because I already know the reason she's mad at me...and I realize there's nothing more that could be done...I did everything I could...but this time the song Cold As Stone by Lady Antebellum was playing in my head as we passed by The Gardens and MPH...as much as I want us to go back to the way it was and be friends again, the decision is hers whether or not she wants to talk to me ever again...I just found out what she's wrote in a book she bought for me...and when I read it, the more guilt i felt...and I just have to say goodbye to those memories...probably I feel like this cause she reminded me a bit of a girl I used to like...but honestly now, I just like her company...she was loud, irritating, annoying but the best part is she was just so full of life all the time...she was a good friend...one that I'll never forget...as i was walking through Mid, and remembered what has happened so far, the worse it gets...but I just keep on telling myself, "there's nothing more that can be done"

You hate me that much, there's no other way than to just walk away...