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& Your love makes melody in my heart...

LINHUI Y
29 Oct' 1988

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Tuesday, March 14, 2006

i realised i had been sucha lousy person to him all along.
should have known earlier that he was trying to tell me something.
he said i'm a person who don't know how to appreciate people who treats me nice.
he said that to me a few weeks back.
and i didn't give it much thoughts at that time.
but now i understands why he told me that.

holy fcuk.

i feels so wierd ever since he stops calling me, sms-ing me, meeting me and all.
why?
i don't fcuking know why i'm feeling this way.
i feels something is missing and this just shouldn't be the way.

and come to think of it,
i haven't been treating him nice at all.
i'm always throwing tantrums at him,
blaming him for this and that.
but nevertheless,
he tolerated the every single thing that i did.
never had he complained or screamed at me for once.

i don't know how to describe this kinda feeling.
but well,
i believe it will go away after some time.
afterall, i might just be a normal passerby in his life.


it's me 6:08 PM

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