'What are or were we?' is the question I ask myself. Are we best friends just like how our other friends sees us? I got a question like this from one of our friends and I shrugged. I don't know what to answer because I don't know if we really are. What if I said that we are but from your perspective we are not?

I'm just a call away, a message away and a 10-minute ride from my place to go to yours. We used to talk all the time, even though I do most of the talking while you do most of the listening. rWe used to make ways to talk with each other and even see with each other. But we were too busy. Remember our promises like our milk tea dates? What happened to those? You went away and never asked me again about it. I was always ready for my friends, especially to you. I'm willing to drop everything just to take the jeepney and walk under the sun just to be with you. 

We're slowly drifting apart and I don't know what to do. Maybe we aren't best friends, but our friendship is special. Like what you have said, I was one of the first friends you made when you first entered our high school and is still your friend. You don't know how touched I was because I was never that vocal about my feelings. Maybe you're just shy by nature and I'm just afraid to talk with you again, but everytime I try, I get no answer from you. Sometimes I wonder if you're too busy with college life. Is your life that good? You all know that my college life isn't that good. Even though I am happier now than before, I still miss high school. I miss being with all of you.

We were the perfect partners. We were always partners for everything and we don't even need words to know that. You were the leader and I was our assistant leader, but our tasks are always switched. You were the dancer and I was the singer. You were the pianist and I was the guitarist. I was the scientist and you were the mathmatician and economist. The thing that bound us together was music. Remember when we first met? You had your organ with you during the first meeting of our school's instruments' club when were freshmen. You were a newbie at our school and I came from our grade school. From our love of playing instruments to our love for Kpop. You were more of a Shawol and I was more of an ELF. We both liked Sooyoung, but for second favorite member in SNSD, you preferred Yoona while I chose Yuri. You liked the Chois while I have no specification on my biases. At our circle of friends, we were 7. There were pairs and it's no secret who are more closer among us. In the end, I still chose you. You know how stupid and annoying I can get, but you remained my friend.

Remember when you cried during our third year in high school because you found out that we had a classmate who hated you because you're friends with me? You don't know how I want to cry and punch that girl. They can hate me all they want. I know why they would hate me, but I cannot understand why they would hate you. I wanted to take all the hate so that you'd stop crying because you don't deserve it. They were being unfair by hating you because you were my friend.

Maybe now, you cannot read this, but someday, I hope you will, just for you to know that I value our friendship more than anyone could think. I hope we can see each other again and talk over a can of chilsung cider or milk tea and rice pops.

Lastly, I hope you don't forget about our theme song. Yes, our song, SNSD's best friend. It was our special song... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=umyDeaS5eKA And I hope you still have it in your ipod. Everytime this plays in my ipod, I remember our moments together and it makes me smile.

I'm just emotional because I miss her. I haven't talked with her in a while. I try to tweet to her, write on her wall on facebook and text her, but she would never reply to me. I can wait. No, I waited, but there's none. I don't care if we don't call each other best friends, but the feeling is more important for me. Sadly, even the feeling is disappearing.