In the Middle of the Night

I woke up in the middle of the night thinking of one thing, its about feeling loved or taken care of. I think its the carry over of my conversation with my cousin about a girl she likes, but is just playing around with him. I just gave him a slap on the head (even it's just on chat) to just look for someone else.

As for me, I used to be loved and taken care of. I even had a friend who just makes me happy most of the time even I know we would not end up together. I always had a great laugh with her and I felt comfortable with her, it's just always a great day. We never fight at all, we had arguments but the sweet ones though. It's just how she treats me, a good ole friend.

All my happiness turned sour in all directions in recent years, my mom passing away, breaking off, losing my job, and a whole lot of debts! I just wish I could turn back time and re-write my life for just a few years, then now I would be happy.

In another way, I missed the days that I am happy... Happy with a friend who I can be with and just have a great time together. One thing I missed, one thing I can never bring back, one thing I will surely treasure, and one thing I hope will happen again.

...and because it's in the middle of the night! I have to sleep again! Zzzzzzzzzzzz.....