words of my own
Sunday, August 07, 2005
(later into e morning)
i feel lyk crying now.. wad hv i done..
so i asked him:
so u can live on w.o msging me w.o hearing my vocie, w.o seeing me..
u can live evryday like how happy u r wen with me..
u can move on w.o thinking back of our past and wanting it back..
and he asked me :
so u can live on w.o msging me w.o hearing my vocie, w.o seeing me..
u can live evryday like how happy u r wen with me..
u can move on w.o thinking back of our past and wanting it back..
i said yes.. and i teared.. i cant believe i said tt... but look, i got no choice.. faced with such pressure, i cant go against my parents rite.. sorry.. i didnt really mean it when i said yes.. but i hope u understand tt dere isnt a choice for me..
i so wanna tell u tt i wan e past back.. but i tried and struggled and i cant even tho i wanna reach out to u.. i feel so miserable now.. i feel as tho i ruined things.. but i really didnt mean it.. really did mean it.. no alternatives.. its so unfair..
sometimes, u can nv get the things u want in life.. no matter how much u tried.. no matte how much u hurt insyd.. as tho someone pierced a dagger into ur heart and is twisting it..
it hurts bad..
u said it wont hurt..
y am i hurting now?
papa, y am i hurting?
alone and weeping
1:19 AM