Painted on my heart.

     It's been a week and I miss my friends. I'll just write this as a story, maybe all in English, maybe not. I don't always keep my promises, but lately, I try to keep them. They're pretty important to me and especially to my friends. I've never thought I'd get to care so much about someone. I really feel like they're part of my family. I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world. Even if I have many, only two or three are as close to me that I could tell them anything without the fear of being judged. I trust them. I'm not lying to them about anything (except him. He always brings out the worst of me, but at the same time the best.)

     This time, I want to party with them and have fun and feel like I've grown wings again, ones that will never be cut off. I want to feel like we rule the world, like we are the best and nothing can touch us. On New Year's Eve, I want to be with them and I want to drink with them and make crazy things like we always do when we are together. I want to surprise the others with our unexpected ways of having fun. 

     When I heard that you make real friends especially during university, I was doubtful, but then I met them and got to know them and all my doubts were killed. I don't care if it's highschool. I care about them and they are my best friends that know me better than I know myself. No one can touch me or get to me when I'm with them (except him). 

     Thank you and I love you and you know you'll only hear this once from me so don't forget it. I'm not going to say it again. Now I feel like watching Scooby Doo. Wanna join?

PS: You can't surpass them and they can't surpass you. You're in different places of my heart, but still on first. I'm not going to lose either of you and if I do, then I'll know that something's wrong with me or you or the world.