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Baby, don't say goodbye.

Tweet for a sweet.


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Sunday, June 21, 2009 { 7:02 PM }

143 DAYS ; since 29 Jan .
I thought I've convinced myself that I've got over you .
But obviously I haven't .
You've been stuck on my mind since that night ,
You stole my heart away .
Though not good with words ,
You convinced me that you were the one for me .
The sweet , young , innocent . You .
And after 11.23pm , I was your girlfriend (:
Till you broke it off and end it all 143days later on 29 Jan ,
Though its been so long since you've been gone and I'm almost used to it ,
It still feels like there's a missing part of me .

I remembered the day when you ended it all .
We had English compo to do in class , it was a test .
Before we started with our assignment , You smiled at me .
But when we handed our papers back in front ,
You avoided looking at me .
Feeling all weird , I checked my phone on the way to math class and saw your message .
The whole two period of math was sucking to the core .
I tried to control , really hard .
I wiped & It dripped , again and again .
Couldn't wait for recess to come .
When it did ,
It came out like a river once I let it out .
Plaster , Panadol , Super glue just won't do any help .
Cause it just hurt so much , so deep .

Time and again , I'll just sit quietly by myself .
And think of the past , the memories that you left me with .
It was like a magic show .
Fantasising me at first ,
And then the trick went wrong & my favourite doll is gone .

I remembered all the first times we had .
The first time we ate dinner together , way before we were together .
You took the bottom of your wet subway cup and printed 5 circles on the table joined together , "OLYMPIC!" you said with a smile and I giggled at your silliness .
The first time we went to out together , You were so shy . You asked me to hold your hand . I did , and you complained they were small .
The first time you send me to work , The first time you came to my house , The first time I pissed you off and many other first times .

Did you forget , Everything we ever had .
Did you forget , About me .
Did you regret , Ever standing by my side
Did you forget , What we were feeling inside
Now I'm left to forget about us

Though its not good to be stuck in the past ,
But thinking of it makes me happy .
At least there was a past .
We may not be able to be together now .
But I'm wishing upon the stars ,
Maybe 3 years , 5 years , 15 years down the road .
You'll just give it one more try .
I haven't broke my promise , Cause I haven't stop loving you .
But you broke yours .
p/s : I regret not taking your carebear :O