Why….
why la…..
why laaa !
why lah !
Who can answer me?
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readingmystickypostbestrongineverything.
I remembered something,
something i planned to do,
but i didn’t do it in the end,
someone did it for me,
exactly the same i planned,
thanks, bless you.
Dammit, i should have thrown this cd,
now it came back to me,
damn!
Truthfully, i don’t like to let you read my emo posts,
most of them are because of you.
Truthfully, i know you’re reading my blog everyday,
i do the same to you, even more than you.
Truthfully, i bet you haven’t read the email i sent you,
i have been waiting for your respond/reply,
but you better don’t.
Truthfully, i still missing you and stalking you everyday,
i tried to control it well and it’s better than the days before.
Truthfully, i still don’t know what’s your feeling on me,
because i never ask.
Truthfully, you don’t have to care about my emo posts,
even they exist because of you,
but their existences are just my way to express my feelings,
i never ever read them back or remember them,
because i don’t want to, and so,
they took away my emo, made me feel better.
Truthfully, i thought of going there to find you,
and i did it in my dream,
unfortunately i failed my last step.
Truthfully, i want to get myself drunk alone,
sitting on somewhere that i can see the starry night clearly,
so that i can temporary forget you.
Truthfully, i wanted to stop going your blog,
but i’m addicted.
Truthfully, i wanted to block you from reading my blog,
so that i don’t have to worry that you read my emo posts,
rather than putting a password to it,
showing how emo i am.
Truthfully, i wanted to delete all your sms in my phone,
but i think i can’t, at this moment.
Truthfully, i really want to be with you forever,
but we can’t, you’re not suppose to suffer with me like that,
i was once thought selfishly, deeply sorry,
you’re suppose to be with a nicer guy that has wider a shoulder,
and always be there whenever you want.
What a dream, it was so real and showing how failure i am.
I remembered i took many routes, some stupid turns to reach there,
unfortunately i went back with disappointment,
maybe there’s a turning back, but i woke myself up manually,
quite true.
I think i can dream the future just like what Angela Petrelli did in heroes, somehow i’m not that extraordinary. I’m not the only one who experiences that. Most of the time, i can’t remember my dreams anymore but they will just flash through my mind whenever they exist in my real life.
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