Promises

4.30 am. Still up. Sleepy but I think it is better if I wait for Subuh prayer. It is starting to rain outside, and I am struggling, with all my heart, fighting against darn mosquitoes! Smacking here and there. My goodness, there are too many of 'em ._.

Another pointless, cliche, random, late night thought.

Promises. I can tell that you are seeing me breaking mine when I am seeing you breaking yours.

You promised that no matter what happened to us, we would still be friends. Just like how we were exactly before any of this happened. I made you promised. But I guess both of us are forgetting about it.

And I myself made a promise that I will never leave you. Everyday I feel like slapping and screaming in your face that I never have left. You just never bother to look. And all you did were saying how everyone is leaving you. It is unfair how you weren't looking here yet you blindly saying such.

I have never left. I am still here. Standing in the cold, without any expectation, maybe a little hope and faith, even when I know the chances for you to even look is a negative infinity.

I am done with the waiting though. Five years is enough I think. I have had enough. I have had enough.

I have never left, and I am not planning to.