To be loved is better than to love someone`

She appeared... Tis gal was much younger than my galfriend and I... Although she didnt spell out that she was fond of mi... her friends did... She had many unnecessary worries, just to name one in particular, is to lose mi as a friend upon being rejected. Urghhh... Dun know what to say...

And despite her friends knowing that I am attached, they even accused mi of being so insensitive to her feelings... I was then at a total loss, didnt breathe a single word to my galfriend and optioned to be silence, pretending not to know a single thing... pretending nobody had come to mi before... until that night when I saw her home`

It was on one moonless night, I remembered clearly somehow... She, my galfriend and I went out together wif one huge group of people... Couldnt exactly remember where we went to or for what events we went out for as the three of us have very few common friends... It was rather late then, close to midnight... Thus, my galfriend and I offered to accompany her home by foot since her house is not far away from my galfriend's or the interchange... This is also the normal practise how I send my galfriend home.

We chat and laugh, but I didnt really talk to her... because I can feel the auguishment she is releasing on the way home` I tried to be myself but I was uncertain whether had I... That was the time I think I hurt her the most... Or perhaps that was what I thought...

Reflecting about this, I think if I wasnt attached then, we maybe together regardless of the age differences.

And now, I guess she is leading her life better...