I've known her for three years. Things are still stagnant. 

Things can never be the same. For me, I feel. This day is no different. I've lost a friend a few months back. I have lunch breaks alone now. I spend my free time writing alone. My Whatsapp receive no messages. She blocked me out of her life and I've came to terms with it. 

This day is today. It is current and I'm not longer stuck in my flashbacks. I'm no longer in the loophole of remembering all the happy times we had. I no longer re-read my journals on how much she hurt me then, those are for you to read now. To, perhaps, help you get over something precious that you lost. 

Not that she was really precious but a friend I treasured, indeed. 

I look at her from a further distance than before now, even if we might be in the same classroom. We were asked to form groups. Her ex-friends had asked me. They were nice and I naturally accepted. Maybe it could be because I aced my exams that they had asked me though. 

It doesn't matter. I've learnt the world isn't a peaceful place. It is a ruthless game, to be played right. 

I look on, and she was alone. My heart naturally pained for her - we were friends weren't we? A part of me won't ever let go of that but that is okay. I'm healing. 

I watch as how another female sat beside her and invited her into their group. I saw the relief on her face as she got up with shaky legs. She glanced at me for a moment, she didn't move her eyes this time. 

I gave her a small smile of encouragement before turning to my new friends. I told myself everyone needs second chances once in awhile, maybe a couple. Things work out in the end though. 

As long as you believe, forgive, and let go. 

I believe you can to. 

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A/N on next page. Please give it a read, as if you liked this book, there is a spin-off to it.