Dear friend,
I feel guilty guilty of not telling you
the version of truth that I know.
But you see, I am not in the position
to tell you the truth behind the what you know is the truth.
I am not the right person to explain
you things because that would mean exposing the sensitive truth of
that person that you happened to care for. But some times I would
wish that we will grab some drinks and pretend that we are drunk. And
I will tell you what I know and I would be vindicated and would blame
it to the alcohol. It is bothering me. And I hope you understand that
people have their own mess but it doesn't mean how you know them is
pretending. It is part of how they are. It is just, there are a lot
of subparts of their parts that they would rather keep to themselves
because this world is cruel or maybe you won't understand. I
genuinely consider you as a friend. and I hope one day, you would understand.
