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Sunday, July 27, 2008 @ 2:57 PM

27 JULY 2008




it was late at night already, or rather damn early in the morning.
but i didn't want to sleep, just felt like talking.
i took out my phone, and before i looked at the contact list
i already thought of you.
who else would be awake at such a time but you?
i typed out an sms to ask if you were still awake,
i was ready to send it,
but something was holding me back.
i thought for a while;
there is a reason for everything,
and there must be a reason why we stopped talking to each other since a few months back.
and den i deleted the sms letter by letter.


maybe its best to leave things as it is now.


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i dun want to care about anything right now :/
hate this kind of feeling.