Every one time you neglect a friend, they remember it clearly in their hearts.
This is how much your attention means to them.

You are one of those friends who neglected me.
I'm sure if i were to ask you, 'Who do you think you've neglected these few days?'
You might, or surely answer me, 'Oh, who? I really don't know.'
Wow, you really amuse me.

Through all those smiles and laughters, those tears of joy and sadness, those stupidity and randomness we were before, those troubles we got into together,
Were they that forgettable, i wonder.

Certain times we may be too busy for one another.
Perhaps we may even forget their presence, but never their existance.
And this is how much you mean to me.
Most of the time, we may not see each other, but you were always remembered by me.
No matter how many zillion of friends we have by our sides,
No matter how much activities we have to attend to in our own time,
No matter how troubled we are,
NO MATTER WHAT IT IS.
I know you were always there for me, and you knew you had me.

I remember those nights when we could talk over the phone almost every single day about every single lame stuff,
But we never found it a bore, nor found a reason to excuse ourselves from this.
I may not be a very good multi-tasker, but i'm willing to learn how to,
Just so that i can use up more of my time talking with you,
And treasuring it faithfully at the same time.

Fast does the time passes. Oh-so fast that you don't even realise it's 12th of May, 2009 already.
With this, you realise how much you've neglected your bestest friend.
The special friend who made a great impact on your life.
The great friend who was always there to hear your aimless babbling and senseless rattling.
The awesome friend who always bickled with you over the littliest things possible.
The wonderful friend who would be there first, even faster than your family members, to pick you up when you fall.
The fantastic friend who would share your sorrows and tears, joy and laughters with you no matter what they're facing then, and how they're feeling.

This friend, i met him on the 5th of June, 2008.
Only another 24 more days and it'll make a year.
This may not be the end, and it's definitely not the start.
Since the beginning when we met and knew one another, i remember every single moment we had together.
Those were times no other good friends may have experienced. With me probably.

If i had a choice, i wouldn't mind sitting down for hours, hearing you brag and complain to me non-stop about every little thing that bothers you.
I wish i could rewind back time to make up for the things i've done wrong.
I remembered once, when i really couldn't stand your behaviour,
I went about complaining to people i love, about you.
How sickening, how irritating, how immature, how idiotic you could be.

Until today, i knew i didn't mean what i did.
I hid those feelings from you cos i knew you'd be very hurt to hear that from me.
Those were spastic moments when i didn't even know what i was doing or thinking.
I don't regret, but i know they're part of life.
And it leaves a mark in my life cos 'it' represents how you behave in front of me.
If you could behave that way to me before, or even now,
It goes to show how comfortable and happy you are with me.
And that you enjoyed my company.

I'd love to have that again.
No matter how bad it could seem, or turn out to be.
You're still my friend. And the silly friend i'd wanna keep.