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i wish...
A time for everything. Letting Go. ♥
i finally see the sun!
Sonntag, März 18, 2007
cHaRoN posted at 2:12 AM

this person is special. no matter what happens fom this moment on, i'm glad for his presence.
his last few words to me tt made me finally let go.

i was tired of the last guy i was talking abt. and overwhelming rumours abt him and other girls eventually reached me. it takes too much to verify, it took him too little to explain... but he probably din see a point and of coz tt broke my heart all over again.

i'm not like him. b'coz after i knew. it was to expose him or leave the place as i once believed we would never be able to co-exist in a place. yet i decided to write a letter. with the kindest intention hoping to make him realise at least i was true to my feelings, and even more true to him. and also hope tt one day he might realise tt we should be tgt after all.

it was a week of confusion again. super sober, yet not knowing wad to do. when and how should i give the letter, wad if he doesn't read it...blah blah.

until i met my this special fren. he said, if u wan to give then give lor, dun wan then dun wan. but dun do it la, it stupid. he'll think it's stupid. at that moment i insisted my way. days later... i was upset again. just cried after i heard "boston". i decided to pack up.

after packing finish. i left his stuff at a corner. i was happy 'coz i'm finally going to leave the place tt brought me so much hurt. and when i look at the letter, i rem wad he said abt tt one.

then, it just made sense to me.

i choose to leave my hurt behind. whether wad is truth behind... i'm alr too tired to know. all tt i've been keeping, in the dark or the past... ppl in hall or him don't understand.

just happy now at home. happy in school with my schoolmates.
it's tough to travel everyday. but i'm learning to smile again.
and i shall give tribute to my special fren. =) i owe u one.