Tuesday, March 22, 2005

I miss him.
It's hard to forget him...

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Can anyone tell me what's going on around here?
Can anyone bring me out of all these?
Can anyone wake me up from this nightmare?
Why do I have to go thru all these on my own? Why aren't you here to help me?
Where are you? Aren't you supposed to be with me?

How many chances are we entitled to for one relationship? Why can't we make mistakes and why can't we make amendments? To err is human. Now that I realised my mistakes, why wasn't I given another chance to rectify it?

Are we supposed to be so cold and heartless?
Are we supposed to pack up and go once we realised things aren't working out?
Are we supposed to take back our emotions once everything is over?
You asked me to move on as if there nothing ever happened.
Well, I can't do all that. Maybe you can.

I thought we could work things out. I thought love is good enough for everything.
I thought we are on our way for more adventures. I thought you will be going with me to explore and hunt for our future.
Guess I'm wrong.

Tuesday, March 15, 2005

This failed relationship has taken a toll on me. I did what I could but still, I lost the battle.

He left me all alone to die.

Friday, March 04, 2005

Think I'm so much stronger in the past.
I have been thru a couple of break-ups before but none as bad as what I'm going thru now.
Am I getting more dependent or am I too deep into the relationship? Why can't I let go of this relationship?
Yesterday's mission failed terribly.

I lost. I'm the loser. Sad.
I miss him.
Now what?
He's never gonna come back.

Thursday, March 03, 2005

It's friday tomm, time files.

Oh god, I don't feel too good now. Think I'm gonna puke. Must be the curry bun I ate for lunch, I think my stomach is rebelling after many days of starving.

Someone just left. He said he doesn't feel much for me anymore, after 2 years.
Life is so unpredictable.

From onwards,
you have no right to ask me how I feel,
you have no right to speak to me so kindly.
Coz we now living separate lives.