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Y Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Yupp she did reply my sms.. maybe I just got her at the wrong time.. told me she’ll be bz with work, well somehow or rather reluctant to go for the meetup although is next wk.. maybe she’s jus bz.. all of a sudden the memories started gushing in.. flooded my entire capacity.. I questioned myself what if she’s there to help me oversee everything at the event.. what if she’s there during the down times.. every bit just seems to be overwhelming at this point.. do not actually have the courage to think anymore.. fallen too many times. Failing to maintain many of the friendships.. the fear to meet new ppl.. the fear to start a new conver..

At one point I’m should be happy; if I wasn’t left alone I wouldn’t have met him, we wouldn’t have talked, he wouldn’t had crossed my life, willingly fit me in his space.. he had actually hold my hands walking thru many ups and down tgt.. from carefree me to sch stress to work pressures.. and now the man who will grow old tgt with me.. I wish I had knew him earlier. I eagerly wanted to know the different side him when we opens a new chapters in our lives as Together.. when others say love of my life.. yes I mean without him I’ll be lost.. he’s the pillar.. the one who hold my soul tgt.. the one who’s uniquely ablt to coax me when I’m down and to accept the weird temper of mine.. I thank him for coming into my life making the incomplete, COMPLETE.

maybe i write too much today. emo-ing..
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