Sunday, September 24, 2006
I guess, another story is writen.
We begin the story tgt and now, you got to put a full stop to it.
You ask why do you have to met me one year ago.
I wonder too, thre's only one answer, fate.
If i never reply that msg one year ago.
We are probably strangers now.
But i did.
Our first outing got us so close yet awkward
What an ironic.
I told you i love you; yet i realise i love him more.
What happen din make us drift apart so far.
We were like the best of friend.
I tot this is what we are gonna be till the day we die.
You are the one i turn to at all time.
You never fail to make me feel peace.
Everythime i see you, i feel that this complicated world became a place to write a fairy tale.
I had never want to hid anything from you.
Keeping things from you, make me feel so miserable.
Now you know why i din want to tell you throu msn?
When i had my confession, i look into ur eyes.
i wish i could give you a hug and say im sorry.
something inside tell me, i cant do that.
When you told me how much i mean to you,
i feel like killing myself.
How could i ever do such thing to you.
You smile and say "im fine"
you made me more worried.
because i dont know whats breaking inside you.
I needed you more then anyone in ur life.
how could you ever leave me like that?
but upon reflecting, what right do i have now to ask you to stay?
i love you.
{/7:31 PM}
count on it .
