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    Living at two opposite ends

    Friday, March 13, 2009 @ 7:36 PM
    i'm just a little girl lost in the moment


    As usual, stayed in school for a while after practice with Chia. Never fail to gossip hehe. Since we got our own stories to tell, everything just came out. It's better talking to someone who really listens to you and not someone who listens but at the same time the mind's not with you. Listening for the sake of listening.

    It makes me think when she said this, "Eh, sad eh if the guy you loved didn't remember the special moment with you when we ourselves keep on thinking about it." and I ask myself,do you remember anything about me? The special moment? Do you even remember the first time we went out? because I keep thinking of you.

    My phone keep vibrating and before I flip it open, I was hoping it was from you but no. I purposely listen to this song over and over again just to make myself cry. It's not worth it, I know. But I missed you terribly and you're acting like a stanger and that saddens me more. Sometimes I feel like a fool waiting for you in the bus hoping that you'll take the same but as me. Nowadays I cant even look into your eyes cos you wont look into mine. I don't want to see you as a stranger like we've never met before.

    I wanna be alone now. Bye.

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