just minishorts.

Let me let you into a little well-known secret about girls who are born in my mold.

Our doors are never completely closed. We say the door is completely closed, but nah… we don't usually tutup ketat-ketat.

You see, people like minishorts believes in many second chances. We've gone through times and times where we've seen, that the sweetest success often comes after the conquering of an extremely difficult-to-climb mountain. In that sense, yes, I'm a pretty forgiving person, both towards myself, and towards the people in my life.

I had a conversation with a high school friend who's currently undergoing a relationship estrangement right now.

Him: I wish my girlfriend were like you now?
Me: Like me? What's so nice about me?
Him: Giving second chances. That's what you're doing.
Me: Second chances? Oh no. Not second chances. I'm not really dishing things out. Its just I don't believe in closing doors.
Him: She's closed the doors.
Me: How'd you know that?
Him: The way she's said things.
Me: You think so only. Maybe she didn't close the doors. Let me tell you a thing about girls, the doors aren't ever closed. At least. If I know your girlfriend from the short conversations I used to have with her a long time ago, I don't think she's the type to close the doors completely. In fact, I think she's a softer person than I am.
Him: You're really a girl, you're soft hearted.
Me: OF course I'm a girl. I can't be a guy, can I? I'm not really soft-hearted. I'm just human.
Him: Hmmm…?
Me: Like you're human? You know she's hurting you too, but you still want her back? That's human. Its something God gave us, I guess. That capacity to forgive, and to forget, and to overcome boulders.
Him: Deep…
Me: Me ah… crazy already. It's MY YEAR lah… year of the Monkey. You grow up when you hit two dozen years on earth.
Him: So? You're saying her door's not locked.
Me: She's human. The locks won't be there forever anyway. Sometimes, all you have to do is knock on the door… a few times… be sincere in your persistence.

It's true. Doors are hardly locked, unless you really fade into oblivion. Of course, you're not supposed to pry on a temporarily-locked door with crowbars, or kick apart a closed door. All it usually takes, are sincere gestures of *knock knock*. Girls like me, we will usually ask, 'Who's there?'

And you've just got to take it from there. Simple.

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