Thursday, August 13, 2009

i love you..please dont leave me again


Just now he got find me...he says sorry..

that time i just woke up ..is about 10pm..i slept about almost 2hours ody..

my fren anita called me..after that i realised there are 5unopen sms..

suddenly i saw his name written in hp..i cant believe it was him...the 4 sms i just ignored...

i open his sms first...

by the time i open it..my tears start fallin..

im so sad,happy n angry

but its about 90%is happy

because i still love him and want to be with him

i really love him from the bottom of my heart.

i think bout him everyday...

u ask for forgivness n i forgive u

u say u love me n i admit i still love u oso..i want to be with you n u want to be with me oso...

but u just want to be fren.so i just say ok...

but deep down..i dun want to be just frens with u..i want to be with u...

but u say earlier this will nvr work.cz somehow u will go to aus...

to be honest...i dont take a damn all of it...u go to moon...u go to other planet....i dont care..i just want to be with u..................

but i don think u understand....

this love is killin me...ur attitude is killin me

everything bout u is killin me..

but guess what..i like it..

now were just fren but we still love each other..to me its better than nothing....

really really love u..

actually if u really love me...u will find way to work this out...

i used to call u my dear..i used to call u my love...

now i will controll myself by not callin u that

i will try my best to treat u like my fren..

no matter how hurt it is





I know theres something in the wake of your smile.I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea.Youve built a love but that love falls apart.Your little piece of heaven turns too dark.Listen to your heartWhen hes calling for you.Listen to your heartTheres nothing else you can do.I dont know where youre goingAnd I dont know why,But listen to your heartBefore you tell him goodbye.Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile.The precious moments are all lost in the tide, yea.Theyre swept away and nothing is what is seems,The feeling of belonging to your dreams.And there are voicesThat want to be heard.So much to mentionBut you cant find the words.The scent of magic,The beauty thats beenWhen love was wilder than the wind

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