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Thursday, October 27, 2005


it pains me.
that girl is crying for him to come back.
and she was weeping , at the waiting room.
and hoped no one noticed.

she knew she had to swallow all those tears ,
she knew she had to appear happy,
she knew she must never let him worry about her again.
she knew it all ,so well.
she had so much things to say to him.
she's afraid she'll break down when she tell him personally.
she wrote a letter.
but it never reach his hands.

she went into the room.
he was so far, yet so near.
she was at a lost for words.
he smiled, like he's fine.

she had so much things to say,
all was told,
in silence and stillness.
she eyeballed the screen, him.
she wished she had treasured him more.

and she promised she will , today onwards.

for she,
only realised that she loves him so much more,
today.

and you know i do.


; HER CRAZY DAY

6:04 PM





HER!