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Tuesday, 29 April 2008Y

when time goes pat, things change. we aint the simple ones lyk b4. you started walking away, to better things, better ppl. i stayed at tht point, waiting for u to come backone day
finally when u came back, all u did was told me wht on earth all the bad things which happened on u. abt ppl, how mean n unkind they are. the nex moment, u r with those u talked abt, happily talking n llaughing all abt. have u ever wonder abt me the pathetic piece of paper u wrote sth on with ink pen
do u think tht i will alwaes be standing there to wait for u,
no matter how far u go,
how much u have to say.
do u thnk tht the ice cream u gave me will last long enough to keep me occupied while waiting for u.
when the ice cream turn bad, i ll walk away. even b4 so, to sth who treasures me, n love me as much as i love them.

i didn bear to look back, to look at all those pathetic stuff whick took place. all these will be left behind. i left my ears with u n i promise u i will not ask it back. but i had walked away, n u have no rights to regret. when things aint the way u want them to be, dont grumble, reflect.
i dont have to explain myself, cuz my frenz dont need it, n my enemies wont believe it aniwae.

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