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Thursday, August 04, 2005

Been a long day for me yesterday..
Glad he's fine now..
I don't wish to elaborate more..
I know i can't do anything much to help..
But i will just stand by everytime..
You have my word for that okay?
Promise me too..

I realised that i have to be strong on what's to come..
I can't depend on anyone else..
It's ultimately me who makes decisions for myself..
Yesterday i once again saw the weakness in me..
I cried and cried..
I began to think for the worst..
My whole brain seemed dead except thinking about him..
"He wants to leave me forever.."
"What am i going to do.."
"I want to rush all out to see him.."
"We still have alot of things undone.."
"Where are the promises he gave me.."
"He promise he will go esplanade again with me.."
"We won't reach our 200th day.."
"I have alot of things to tell him.."
"Where is him.."
I need him alot..so much..
I never stop calling his hp..
Hoping for him to pick up and answer..
Hoping to hear the familiar voice again..
Hoping to hear him say that "i'm fine"..
I cried harder this morning when i heard the full voicemail song in his phone..
It's my sassy girl's version of canon in d..
I sobbed hard as i thought of the moments we had together..
I can't pick myself up..
I want to drain my tears out..
The morning is so gloomy..
A few times in bus i was holding back my tears..
It rained heavily shortly after..
I was hoping he can get my message from the sky..
That i was in a dark moment..
Crying hard for him..

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