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I should have let you in, but i let you down. Monday, June 01, 2009 2:48 pm

I still cant stop blaming myself for the situation between us now.
I should have text/call you more, show more love, show you that i care about you right from th start.
Should have been closer to you, been there for you, instead of waiting & letting you be the first to start conversations.
I was selfish, i only think for myself, i didnt think of how you felt.
And i have my own reasons for being like that.
I didnt want to be hurt anymore.
I'm foolish, i know. Cos right now, i am.

I'm sorry.

I wish i could rewind back time & start all over again.
But this time, i'll do things right.
Its nice knowing you, having you in my life. Even if its just for awhile.
It took me some time to figure things out. And i figured, i want us to be more than this.
But, well...
I have to let go of you (and its hard).
I'm gg to miss you kissing my forehead, the way you call my name, how small little thgs abt me fancies you.
Do you know that your pictures ade "tersesat" in my hp? No.
Do you know that i still have our msn convos? No.
Do you know that i want to delete whatever that's related to you, but i just cant? No.

Last Friday, i sat at the place where we sat & talk when we first meet.
All the memories came flashing.
Sigh.
Sigh.
Sigh.
Sigh.
Sigh.
Sigh.
Sigh.

I wish you would read this, but i know you wont.
Cos you dont even know i have a blog. Sigh, again.


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