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Friday, January 09, 2009


this is how fate can play with us.. and this is how my life is playing with me..
the last time i saw you, i really thought it was going to be the last time i saw you..
the last day of 2008, how i wish i will never ever see you ever again..so 2009 will be much better..
and guess what, fate really knows how to play games..
the instinct that can't be explained.. the same old route i used to walk.. 
the same bus stop i used to be.. the same you i used to know..
how great can the timing be.. when it's just randomly the time for us to go.. 
2 different buses came.. one to bedok.. one to tampines..
the one thing is, ever since school started, i've never once taken bus to tampines..
yeah.. so, greatly, fate really do loves to play games..
the next stop, a turn back, i saw the you i used to know..
greatly shocked, because the instinct did came true.. 
how relieved i was to be on that bus rather than the one behind..
you still looked.. the same.. a little.. change..
the sight of you just reminded me of everything..
unhappiness grew.. hate revolved around.. sadness came to say 'hi'.. 

so does it really din even bother you at all for the disappearance of one week?
you din even ask.. so, what can i say..
i wasn't giving up.. i know i didn't contact you at all.. but i didn't thought of giving up..
it was you who said not to give up.. but you're the one who gave up first..
so, apologised for the disappearance of one week..
and that's the answer you gave me.. how am i suppose to respond..
seeing you again did remind me of the one week i had..
the week i wished you were with me so much..
and indeed you didn't know what was going on and what actually happened..
i didn't wanna tell you.. cos at that time, i already knew you didn't care..

well, if you think i've never tried, you were so totally wrong
and if you think only the scene of tears would prove your importance,
you were right, but you didn't see it yourself, so again, what can i say..
all the long sms i've sent, well, i really guess you didn't receive any of them..
the most helpful thing he said to me was, "what can you do?"
so i guess this sentence did helped a bit.. or much.. 

sometimes i just thought.. how i wish there was a button.. which can erase all of these..
so when i see u on the street next time.. i will just pass by.. with no feelings at all.. 
will you even be reading this.. i have no idea..
you didn't even know i was there today.. it was just a window away.. 
but, what i can say is, glad to see you recovered and walking around normally..
and, if you still remembered what you said, the first thing you wanna do when you recovered..
i guess its something that will never ever happen..

Friday, January 09, 2009

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