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Tuesday, February 10, 2009 @ 1:28 AM

Am i that bad? Am I not good enough? Will I ever be good enough for you? Or perhaps just for anyone? We used to talk till dawn, we used to share so much! Be it good or bad, you'd be the first to know everything! But I guess things change, people change. You changed.

You just don't know how much it hurts. You'll never understand. You used to be the one whom I always look forward to talk to. Every time my phone beeps, I'd always hope that it was a text from you. Every time I come online, I always wished that you'd IM me. Every time I receive a new comment, I'd wish it was you. Its not that I dont hope or look forward to all these from you anymore, but because it never comes. I am tired from hoping and wishing. I'm tired of waiting.

I've tried my very best to get over you. I've tried my best to forget. I met someone, and thought he could replace you. I knew I was faking it. But I found this one thing that is true, I am nothing without you.

Is there anyone that I could talk to? Is there anyone that will understand me? Its okay, I'm used to the way how you would seek for my help when you need me. I'm used to the way that you pop out every time when I am ready to let go of you.

Maybe I've been thinking too much. A little too much. I used to be busy with work, I stand 8 hours a day come home and lie flat on the bed and it turns into a routine. But now that I'm not working. All I do is eat, sleep, online, shit and THINK. I don't think I can take this any longer. Sigh. Help? Bring me to karaoke or something, let me shout and scream at the top of my lungs and maybe I'd feel better. Pft.


its someone else behind that smile.