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"We remember moments, not days." He said... ... ... Showing in front is just a house of cards, however clear but nothing's for sure, everyone knows nothing last forever... ... riding life with ups and downs, wondering who's next to smile or frown, is it possible for you not to JUDGE, no one knows the truth, neither do you know much... For my smiley face is just a cover up, those sorrowful eyes, (you shouldn't see...) cold as ice, heart already being diced. Even she says i deserve it, deserve to DIE, moaning like a victim with blood sucked high & dry, in that frosty shivering winter night, (on 9 September 1999) cant you see,

Just so random

For _ said, "this might not be a very appropriate moment, but maybe the only moment". _ saw her walk away from _ and _ did not hold her back. _ just cant seems to move any muscles, cant seems to open my mouth to ask her to stay. The song goes, "when you're gone". So does _ desire for you. She's gone for 8 days, our relationship in standby for 8 days, she's with the other guy for 8 days. Tears doesn't seems to be able to heal my feelings. No matter how much tears i bleed, how much blood i cry, lady time just wont rewind. For I'll say, i don't like you nor love you. For i just WANT you, i want to have the right to own every little part

Once again, i miss you Once again, its so hard to say I'm sorry you told me not to think of you, but how could i went 'saw' you in the arms of the other guy Physically, mentally, emotionally tired. I really am How long can i hold on to you, 'he's not gonna give up so I'm not gonna let go' Its what i said, am i just too innocent, simple, plain or just too naive, childish and stupid. i wish i could hold on to you till endless story i though what i have done was clear enough to show you that i need you i assume that you have the same feelings too. Am i wrong? The answer maybe tough, but its just a little pain.

People says that time can make wonders. Indeed, 'it' can heal a wound, a relationship, a broken heart. For me, 'it' blur my vision of you, your face, your smile, your eyes, your voice. How long will it take for me to forget you, or have you already forgotten me?! 48 hours had pass (after some rounding off) the thought of you still haunts me. Speechless, wordless as usual, i don't know how i should express myself. Does time really heals a broken heart? or 'it' just freeze it? Will you wake me just in time... ... Make me remember our past, our memories, our time. Everytime i close my eyes, the winter sleep that accompanied your p

I want you in my arms, and take a deep breadth. For this is how I'll remember You... ... My Dear,

Can i ask a question? How do you describe pain? Is it measure by: how many liters of blood you bleed? how many cup of tears? how heavy is your punches? how many cramps your legs have cause you went for an hour jog? or simply how fast your heart beats? Can anyone tell me the ans? i just want the TRUTH... ...

"sorry" he said... ... A simple word, but filled with emotions and expressions. 'Sorry for neglecting and being passive towards you' ,he whispered so softly that it can barely be heard. At that 'special' moment, this GUY have made up his mind, got his thoughts straight and his idea clear. He ,once again, have that passion. The burning desire, the unexplainable feeling of wanting her. To hold her in his arms, to play with her silky hair, to stare deep into her tiny eyes, to once again feel her presence. Her fragrance has long gone, his memory was blurred, their relationship was wreck. All this GUY wanna do is to love her again... ... D

"will she call me when she's back in 96 hours time?" he asked. "will she text me when she's back in 96 hours time?" he pondered. "did the thought of missing me ever cross her mind for the past 96 hours time?" he questioned himself. "did she know that I did miss her for the past 96 hours time?" he thought. "so what if she knew you miss her, so what if she did miss you, so what if she will call or text you when she's back in 96 hours time!!" he said The one and only, Mixture of Confusion and Uncertainty... ...

691200 seconds of counting, 11520 minutes of waiting, 192 hours of suffering, 8 days of missing. Its gonna end real soon, but how will the outcome be?                                               "+"/"-" Just hope that I'll be able to take it peacefully... ...

His apologies become her poetry singing the tune of soft melodies sharing secrets that can't be told heart is racing, chance to be bold He has become her symphony He is the reason, Her inspiration She writes until morning, sunrise He's never awake, closed eyes She's aware of his brilliant radiance Yet, He doesn't recognize her faith She prays at night, hoping for grace He gives up hope, thinks its too late To the outside world, Its lie after lie Says she gave up, said her goodbyes They tell her that this is for the very best But it isn't her job to convince the rest When those two hearts first met She never would have guessed