sometimes someone special is there for too long that we often got too use to him/her being around us. We neglect them and we focused on our own. They begin to withdraw themselves from us. We begin to realize just how little we know of them and realize that just how little we know from them.

Every single time after something is posted up, i realize i'm not doing my job right.

I would always say I'm very tired. I would always talk about my own studies and my own encounters. I would always talk more and more and listen less and less. I begin to overlook and i seize to see. I begin to hear instead of listen attentively. I begin to fill my cup and everything else overflows when others try to pour in mine.

What the hell am I doing?