This goes out to that one girl who stabbed me in the back yet i'm still alive and kicking. You may wonder why I'm acting this way, Or you may think I've changed. But why not look at yourself, And think what wrong you did to me? We meet different people in different walks of our life. It was my first year of my Bachelors and staying in a Tibetan Hostel, we come across students from different schools. I got a roommate whom I met for the very first time. As months passed by, we got closer. We turned from 'girls who exchanged smiles' to 'friends who shared what was going on in our lives'. Who would not believe someone who gives the best of suggestions we ask for, and who would not trust someone who knows what's going on in each other's life? I t's so easy to believe someone when they tell you exactly what you want to hear. Our friendship went on a smooth pace but again a question, who knew what would happen? I was betrayed and back stabbed by the g...
Chase your dreams. Be kind.