My Best fren has a secret identity, yes Bruce Wayne. He's a busy man as you know, but,
He always makes me feel I worth Million Bucks, no, I meant Billion Bucks.......hehe.
Someone asked me lately if I got any frenz who know me more than I know myself. Honestly, the answer is No. The most wud be like 70%, I guess. But still, maybe only 30%. I dunno....30% of me, I guess. I am always open to talk about myself but I dont expect people to "know" or understand me. It's abit difficult, isnt it? I dont even spend time to know the person 100% becoz we keep changing, or at least I keep changing......what I want is the mutual understanding of things, of boundaries, and we can share sorrows or happiness, when in times of trauma we are there for each other, when we want to cry, we listen to each other tears.; when we are excited or happy, we genuinely laugh with each other (it's harder than you would think to have someone to be indeed happy with or for you).
Guess if I am upset, the person who knows me best would be not talking to me - just let me be, as I tell you everytime I am the first one to crack a joke to make the moment better. And when I am happy, their eyes sparkle with joy. Ummm, then I can tell I have more than one, actually quite a no of them who "know" me that way. And truthfully. Bruce Wayne is the one who shares most of these moments, not so much now, as we are both very busy - he has his affairs to take care, I have my lifestyle to maintain. But we always talk on emails, share the deep secrets of sadness or joy.........Another person I have to say would be my roomate back in Melb, Ellie Mama, we dont keep in touch much but her love for me......is hard to describe and of coz vice versa...................
Actually now I want to cry, no actually I am crying now. Some situation has caused me anxiety. It's like I am not sure if there's a tomorrow. Shit, that's how I have been living for the past 2 years.I havent cried for long time but I really feel helpless.
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