someone once told me,
even your best friend could betray you.
i believed him.
but now, i understand,
true best friends never betray each others.
they care for you as much as they care for themselves.
they could stay up all night waiting for a call to know that you're safe back home.
they would risk losing everything they have to help you.

to be honest,
i was really scared when i left my house that day,
i felt really lonely in the cab on the way to his house,
i even cried, tears streaming down my cheeks,
mich and clement called me,
it was nice to be able to talk to them on my way there.
at least i didn't felt so lonely.

when i was in asia cafe,
sitting next to my ex,
he felt like a total stranger to me.
he betrayed me.
i spent my night in the police station because of him.
lots of people called me while i was there.
i tried to pick up most of the calls,
but that darn police said i wasn't allowed to use my phone,
so i couldn't talk on the phone or even sms.
my dad picked me up around 1.
signed all the stupid papers then drove me home.
reached home at 2.