Chapter 2: I guess, it's true friends?

I don't know if I've been interpreting true friends correctly this whole time.

True friends are supposed to remember each other. Well, not the whole time of their life, just during the crucial moments. True friends are supposed to understand what each other's feeling inside. Spoken or unspoken. True friends are supposed to know the right timing. When to be there for each other and when to walk away to give them some space. True friends are supposed to give each other the right support. True friends never get tired of each other. It's in their nature to accept each other, all the goods and the bads.

And, this whole time, I've believed that when I give those things to the right people, they'll turn back and do that to me too. You'll get what you give, right?

Everyone deserves a friend, a good company, someone who'll hurt them because they have to slap some senses into them and someone who'll make them laugh because it's the happiness and the comfort in each other that really matters in a friendship.

Up until now, no one ever really gives me the right signs. Okay, maybe they're trying, or maybe I'm just too hard to please. But, it really gets me to the lowest point when I realised "dude, you're alone" and let me tell you that being alone sucks.

Then, I come to this one point where I don't want to wait anymore. I can't wait anymore.

Nope. 

This is my life and I can't let them taking part of ruining it by not being true to me. Friends are friends, either they're true or not. Even if they lie to me in the face, I have to always be nice to them. Even if they're lower than my expectation, they're still my friends. Because, being a good person is way better than just being a good friend.

And, maybe, it's not them that is not true, but it's me that doesn't fit in with their expectations or their characters. So, I'll just have to fix my personalities, just have to be nicer, cooler, kinder, lovelier, and the whole definition of better.

Or, maybe, I don't need true friends. Every single one of them is equal to each other. Family, friends, and everyone will hurt you in the end, it's just who worth the risk. The only one who won't hurt your own feeling is you. Sometimes, it's hard being alone, it's sad when you see people have fun with their friends. But, it's a lot safer to be alone. I like playing safe. Sorry.

Alone until the right people, the right person, come. I believe that my husband will be my best friend. Maybe, he'll be my only best friend, the truest of a friend. And, I just can't wait to meet him.