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Confession #1: No Secret is safe.
Written with an inkless pen last Monday, October 31, 2011 at 8:11 PM
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"NO SECRET IS SAFE."
I salute to that quote above.
But at the same time, I  d e s p i s e  it.

Why?
I confess.
I can be tactless.

I can keep secrets. But only at a limited time. And I'm not sure how long or short would that be. Some may last a life time, some may last only for a minute. I really hate myself for that trait. I don't know why I can't keep my mouth SHUT. It may be because of the reason that.. I like attention. I'm an attention-seeker. I've been given much attention when I was a kid, so maybe my tendency is to seek more attention from people and give them something that interests them. You see, this is how people goes:

You tell them a secret, they only just ask for more. And they won't budge until they've known that secret.
When you know a secret that nobody else knows, it makes you feel all-knowing, which you aren't. It gives you confidence, but really it just makes your head big. While some are fine with keeping secrets, some just crave FOR MORE. That's the reality of life.

...And I hate how life gets me.

I once had a friend who is very dear to me even though he can be annoying sometimes, and I never thought I could lose his trust with just one heard of his secret. He entrusted a secret to me, I promised I wouldn't tell. But guess again, I did. and I regretted that.  Yesterday, he was totally mad at me and he asked my why I did it. I didn't know what he was talking about, honestly. There were a lot of secrets he told me and I'm pretty sure it wasn't one of what I told.  He didn't want to talk to me anymore. He said he trusted me and I disappointed him.

DISAPPOINT.
^ The word I really hate the most.

He said I could just forget him and act as if I've never known him my whole life. That broke my heart to pieces. I admit, maybe I did something wrong, but he could have given me a chance to explain or know what he heard. It was all so confusing yesterday that I couldn't help but to cry that night. Life hurts. but the truth shall set you free.

...I just hope we get along again.

If every you read this my friend, I'M VERY SORRY. TRULY, I AM. I hope you forgive me. I love you bro.