Its 1 am now.. i'm suppose to be up at 4 plus...
not that i cudnt slp..
but some phone calls woke me up...
i think i've got sleepin disorder..
got off my bed.. sat in front of my lappy..
haiz..
learnt abt a failed relationship..
I always get very affected n upset when my frens encounter such stuff..
simply cos i remember the pain n torment ..
n im very much afraid to feel it again...
n often i question god why has love become so fragile?
but nv once i gt my ans..
im not tryin to be an emo freak in the middle of the night..
I'm jus a very " feeling " person...
n prolly bcos ive lost my that much of faith in love long time ago...
but im slowly picking it back i hope..
thou most of the time i'm overwhelmed with fear..
i tried to suppress it, hide it, sit on it ..
I try not to lose control.. ( its not easy i tell u )
that's when the self assurance n toking to the mirror comes in.. =x
i thot its sumthing to be proud of being a man's first love when i was younger..
but ultimately.. as time passes, i feel wad matters most is being the last love of his life...
Everyone's been a player in this game..
some gained.. some lost...
I hope ive gained this time. =/
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The end of a relationship might be the opening of another wonderful one..
Cheer up ..
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