this is a special page for this special person in my life, who told me she has never stop missing me, who never stop giving up on me...
seriously, wat is love? how many people seen true love? how many of u been through it? there is this special gal in my life whom i never stop thinking of since she visited me the first time in the hospital... we din tok much, din really exchange glances cos im afraid... yes, i hurt her too much, times & again ; i was a selfish bastard... nothing can make up for wat she has lost, the time she has wasted on me... despite what i am now, i cant imagine she is still encouraging me, still moving me on in my life... i wonder sometimes ; do things like that happened to me so that she will come back again... or is it karma ; is she back to laugh at me? sometimes i feel that things really happened for a reason... wat comes around goes around ; u might haf gained something but instantly u will lose something... this is how the world works i guess...
to be frank, after wat happened to me, there is no one who really spend their time on me, not to say my dearest kins whom i dote on, my closest frenz whom we usually hang around with, practically, there is no one... i was kinda sad & disappointed till she reappeared in my life again... i couldn't feel her when she was around with me in the past... now when she say she will be visiting me, i was always soooo looking forward for her arrival... i like her to buy me food & eat together, i like to watch dvds with her, i like to do everything wif her, even merely chatting... i guess there are nothing much i should ask for anymore ; i haf met my contentment... thx for spending yr precious time with me ; thanks for making me on cloud nines everytime ; thanks for gifing me a chance to befriend u once again... i understand there is a limitation to everything, let's hold our limit, till one day GOD will rule whether im worthy of yr love again...
ning, thanks for being such wonderful may it be love or out of pity, u are really appreciated... i love u~~
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