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i wish...
A time for everything. Letting Go. ♥

Samstag, Dezember 16, 2006
cHaRoN posted at 1:43 AM

i guess it's one of those days i feel confused. these few days when i go see u at IHG. it's great seeing u play bball again. after such a long time... thinking back when i saw u in secondary 3, it's really a kind of destiny to rem u and see u play again i suppose.

i just didn't dare to look into ur eyes again. maybe 'coz i'm really scared to find out the truth. but to know u noticed me is probably the next best thing tt day. 'coz the best was when u scored consecutively. i wished it was 'coz of me, but i guess not.

sigh. saw u at both the soccer match and the tennis courts. u always seemed happy with yx and robin and jh. maybe they really make u feel good. that's probably where i realise...

if u had met them first. maybe i would have became redundant.

ur life's pretty good to speak of now.

but i'm just laying in a corner.

i know man. i know.

i know i'm not expecting u to even do anything now.

sigh. but when jh just asked me abt my eye, i was equally shocked and upset.
why izzi that he can do something so simple tt u dun even notice.

my seniors can notice my msn nick.

when i see yx, he can say hello.

i want to talk. and i wish things would change.

and i guess it probably only would when the world has only me and you left.

but then again, i'm afraid it's all my imagination. juan says it looks proper as a fling come and go.
fuck. 'coz it's not.

when i saw ur clothes in the washing machine today, and when i took it out.

i knew it.

i know wad i am thinking.

like in a game. now i can only shout "pass!" ...

is there still a chance to talk on x'mas?
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