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Tuesday, March 21, 2006

you could be
my first real heartache.

my bio, ma1101 and chem got almost the same marks lah. difference of like half mark. xD haha. but bio's over 50. socratic seminar, i suck. i got the lowest in class and probably the lowest in the cohort. i need to learn to speak up. tmr's a new beginning of a new term. i'm gonna change.


i don't know why but it just doesn't feel right anymore. you used to be the person i could confide in, you used to be the person i could talk to about almost everything, you used to be my friend. (not that you're not my friend anymore or anything.) but how did things get so wrong? the feeling isn't the same ever since you told me how you felt. i lost the friend i had in you the moment you asked me that question. i don't know what to say, i really don't. i just hope you're happy and fine, without me. for now, i only want to be your friend.

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.