At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.
Don't regret when i'm gone,
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Last blogged @ 5:33 AM

Everytime I listen to All My Life, I think of you.
It brings me back to the time when I was lying next to you,
In your crammed single bed, you'd blast this song from your com,
Which was in your living room.
Softly, you looked at me, and sang it to me.
Every word that came out from you, I memorized it.
I was very happy, really very happy, that someone love me this much.
However, this was what I never told you.
My parents not only disapprove of us being together,
they even want me to stay away from you.
Bit by bit, it killed me. Everyday, endless preachings about how much time I spend with you, how close we are, how much of a bad influence u are to me and this is what you've never heard: why do you wana hangout with a guy that might not be able to provide for you; what future do you see in the both of you.
I fought with myself that they're not right.
Slowly, I felt tired.

But all this is in the past, I just want you to know.
Thanks for all your love and I know we can no longer be friends anymore.
I daren't ask about how you're getting along with your life, cos I don't wanna make you think about us anymore.
I can only secretly and silently ask about you from the people around you.

Thankyou A, I hope you find a better girl really very soon! I'll be really glad for you :)
I'll be happy, and I hope you'll be too!


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