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Tuesday, August 15, 2006

To You

Here's a re-post:

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Tuesday, August 15, 2006 aftermath

Stop.


Stop asking me to stay.
Stop asking me not to go.
Stop asking me why.


Stop wrenching my heart with your words.
Stop wrenching my heart with your smile.
Stop wrenching my heart with your touch.


Stop because it hurts me so.

3:59:00 PM

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Monday, August 14, 2006 finally

why?


maybe because i can't think of anything better.
maybe because i don't want to wait for u to come to a decision.


who knows when that will be..
who knows what that will be..


i know very well, there is someone else on your mind.
i know very well, where this will lead to.
i know very well, you know this very well too.


so maybe this is the best for u & me.


everyone's telling this is the right decision to make.


i was hoping you'd prove them wrong.
i was hoping you'd prove me wrong.


they're right, i deserve better.


silly me.
i've been warned.


7 years is a long time.
i should have seen this coming.


nevertheless, it's better late than never.

3:40:00 PM
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I'm sorry I did this without your permission... But i can't help it... Apt how apt... perhaps a change of numbers and everything falls into place. And Gal, I feel soo much for you. Really, I totally know you are feeling, and I guess you're right. You are one brave, strong gal. If only I was half as strong. Just why do strong ple have to go through this?

You're right. Some one has to come to a decision. This can't go on forever. Selfish or undecided, or even thoughtful? I dunno. But there's always a time frame. Perhaps it's the best and quickest way to end all misery. And I know both parties feel the pain. It's painful to make such a decision, so he chose not to, he didn't wanna hurt anyone. But he's unaware he has already hurt you in the very process. And you, coming to this decision, it hurts as much. A cruel and hard end might serve better than not getting any answer.

You're really nice, you don't deserve this. And I hope you're getting on fine. We'll grow stronger together, even if we are already stronger. Many things going on in your life, it's not easy, it never was. And I've said, anyone who wants you gotta treasure you. But before that, you've gotta treasure yourself and I guess by making this decision, you treasure yourself more.

I still remember the time outside Carl's, it's like a recurring nightmare.... It's about time. History should not repeat itself twice.

Love ya & Miss ya!

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