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    Living at two opposite ends

    Friday, March 6, 2009 @ 5:54 PM
    You said move on, where do I go?

    6 March should be the date I'm looking forward to. Now, it's just a fking date. After being with you for more that 10 months, we spent a lot of time together. Joke around and stuffs. With you around, it's a must to eat cos you get hungry easily. Say, 1 year plus? You liked me for 1 year plus and everything is going down the drain just like that. I know what you're gona say. I know exactly what's your motive in that tone of yours. You scare me with your tone and you know that very well. I was trembling and i'm not joking. I know why you're doing this to me. It's for the better. Just that, it's hard for me to accept the fact. I just can't accept the fact that this is the fact. I can't,really.

    Deep inside, I know that we are strong enough to face this. But we just have to end it. Nothing's gona be the same when we take the same bus going to school. Cos I'll have tons of stories to tell/complain to you. Now, is just plain questions/conversation. I want to have more that just plain conversation. I don't want us to be awkward. I want us to be the same just that we're not 24/7. Sometimes, you look like you don't care but you told me you really care. Maybe you can forget about this easily because from what I observe, guys are better at forgetting the ex gf. I don't know, maybe you're different.

    SyazwaniHaikal,HaikalSyazwani. I miss that. We were so into each other that we wrote each other's name on our hand. Yes, silly I know. I miss your touch. I'm going to the bus stop, going anywhere without my friends, alone. I'm doing stuffs alone. Usually, you'll be there accompanying me. I know it's no use saying this out. We're at the brink of doing our own stuff.

    I hope you're reading this cos there's so many things to tell you. I miss you, Muhd Haikal Asyraf.

    yours truly.

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