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Saturday, November 25, 2006
That very fateful night


She asks him to vacate the building because,
she's got a plan they don't know yet.

Will you come back,
it's all she wants to know.

Sports camp gl trng was boring on Friday, I have no idea why. Maybe it's because of those very hurtful words you said the previous night. Maybe it's because of the pathetic 2 hours of sleep I have had. Maybe, just maybe. I never could imagine those words coming out of your mouth, coming from the bottom of your heart. For you know there could be nobody more perfect than you, no man I would love more but you. God knows what made you said that. If only you'd give both you and I a chance to work this out together. To achieve the love we once lost. Speechless was what became of me, as all I could do is cry. But I would want to become the strong woman Ive ever dreamt of being, but strong not so that when the waves and storms come I would still be able to stand still and not falter, strong but all the time. I dont want you to make me strong so that I am prepared. I dont want you to make me mad so that the love goes a little lesser while the hate mounts. If there really is love, why cant we make it work. Where's the man I knew who wouldnt give up easily. There's the man I once loved and the feelings still burning like before. No we're not going to stop just here baby. There can be eternity and you're the one for me.

Like I always say,
I love you baby.


♥