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Y Tuesday, July 27, 2004

[9.10pm]

The weather is extremely cool today. A great day to fall asleep now. Yes, right now. I've alot of thoughts in my mind. Memories flash past, both happy and sad. I don't want to live a life like the past. I wan to walk into the future. But right now, who can accompany me? Or I have to walk this long road all by myself?

Love is strange. It'll bring all the happiness but it also bring sadness. Why can't 2 person in love be together? Why am I so miserable? Can any one tell me? Love do really hurts. I've been hurt, very deeply. Who can I cry to? Who can I talk to? No one. Except this blog of mine.

I'm tired, mentally and phyically. Tired of crying so hard and yet pushed away by my beloved. Yes, pushed away. I'll always remember the look on his face. The tone he said to ask me not to touch him and move away. The look that I almost fell while at the escalator and yet he make no move to hold me back and the heart to ask if I was OK. The "fall" hurts. It's the 1st time he didn't want to hold me back. I don't understand. How can someone who loves me don't care when I almost fell. Maybe I did wrong too. I saw his tears and yet I turned away, for I know that if I would to see him cry, I would soften and hug him, hushing him not to cry. But I didn't. I wanted revenge at that time. Yes, REVENGE is the word. I want to let him know that how sad it would be if there is no one to hug you when you cry.

I'm a revengful girl.

That is what I am.

[9.25pm]

footprints left @ 9:26 PM


YMe, myself & I

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