Thursday, July 19, 2007 8:43 PM

Im still not getting over you darling.
I still missyou alot.
I caught a glimpse of you yesterday i know you saw me, i saw you turn away. But all i could do was look away. For those tears already rolled down.
I didnt see you today. Not even a glimpse. I miss the days we meetup every now and then, the times you walk me home after school, or just pop by my class to give me a smile.
I expected that reply from you when i got gillian to ask you if you'd meet me for awhile. I know you'd say you're busy. But i thought i cld try my luck, at least asking is better than crying it all inside. But yet again, i know you wont turnup, i know you want to see me no more.

I have yet to figure out what i did to upset you so much.
If its really my sensitivity and emoness.
Darling i swear, If you'd give us both a chance again.
I swear i really mean it , i'd change i'd try to control my emotions, i wont let my emotions rule over my actions. For you i really really really dont mind changing bits like that.
I wont be so sensitive anymore, I wont mind if you neglect me sometimes, I wont mind anythng, just as long as i know you still do very much love me, or if you'd let me continue loving you for youre the only only only person.
I really can promise i'd try my very very very bestest and not emo like that anymore. I really really really can. Believe me please?

I wrote several notes, letters for you but till now i didnt dare pass anyone to you.
Just didnt have the courage to. Didnd dare to. And those pieces of paper were all just left lying on table and files. I dontknw what to do. I've got alot to tell you, But you wont give me a chance to, or rather i didnt want to create the chance too often either.
I dontknow.


Imissyou alot. I really do. I guess maybe, its really really through between us. I dontknw I dontwant it to happen either.
Imiss you and every single thng remind me of you. Even while walking home, those mimosa plants and that pink flower brings back those memories.
Even the Chair you'd always sit on at my dinning area i rmb, The songs you use to sing and go out of tune with while walking me home.

You've long became a part of me. And now its suddenly gone. Everythngs seems to be out of order now.

Please come back? I really do need you boy.