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Sunday, June 11, 2006

to c and y. (this is extracted from my essay written in sec 2)

Good friends come once in a lifetime, I agree, but what I did not understand was that why must friends drift away. Maybe it was a challenge, to test our friendship. If that is the case, I have to say we failed miserably. Nevertheless, I still treasured the times we had. I missed all those good times, when we hung out together, our silly shopping trips which ended up with us buying nothing, our trips back home. I did not know why but we just moved further and further away naturally. "Friends are bound to drift apart someday," I always said to myself when I missed them badly. We promised each other to be "friends forever", but since then, I have realized that nothing is forever. I hoped to meet them on the streets, I hoped to at least know they are doing fine, but as the days passed, I lost hope. I guess even if I do meet them, I would not know what to say to them. "Hey, how are you doing?" Nah, sounds too casual but honestly, I think we do not have a common topic now (maybe except for the weather). It hurts me deeply to know your friend who was once your best friend, no longer thinks of you when the word "friends" come to her mind. It really breaks my heart.

I just hope you both are doing fine.
To hear from you both is enough to make me happy.
I don't ask for much.

my heart still bleeds for you.




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and now the stars
aren't out tonight, but
neither are we,
to look up at them.
why does hello feel like goodbye?
these memories
can't replace
these wishes I wished
and dreams I chased.
take this broken heart,
and make it right.

when will you save me?



stabbed my heart.