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.Wednesday, March 31, 2010 ' 8:28 AM

6 more days.

I am feeling very tired but just couldnt bring myself to sleep.
So many attempts to rest a wink didnt work out.
And every single thought of mine is about you.
My dearest, I miss you so much.

yang ;


.Tuesday, March 30, 2010 ' 1:49 PM

baby, tell me how can i tell u, that i love u all my life.

Today, this blog is open.
For one reason, and its you.

This is the 7th day before B's back.
Already i am feeling the pain.
Browsing every single post on B's blog, I felt her, so much.
What i am going through now is nothing compared to her.

The moment i closed my eyes, memories of me and her flowed like never before.
Words can only describe this much.
I am wrong, utterly wrong.

Flashbacks
2nd day of IIT school orientation camp. The first time she appeared in my life.
The undescribable feeling for this person. Special is the word.
It happened like... a fairytale.
She bursted into tears during the nightwalk.
I felt shocked, couldnt help but went forward to hold this stranger in the hand.
From this moment, I knew she's the one.

As time goes by, we chatted through countless of nights.
Feelings for her developed almost naturally.
I knew at that time she had somebody in mind, I kept the truth to myself.
Listened to her sorrows, until a point of time, I confessed my love for this girl.
Tears flowed when she heard it, and so did mine.
Tears of happiness i would say.

Soon, Pidan came into our life at the 3rd month of our romance.
The puppy that we both chosen.
This period is the most wonderful phase of my life.

He's our love.



Problems surfaced eventually.
Arguments, and tiffs soon came knocking at our doors.
Many a times, we overcamed it with trust and faith.

Today, we are facing a greater challenge.
A challenge that will determine our fate.
27th march, we had a hug that woke me up.
I felt her pain, i really do.
I questioned myself countless of times.
Finally, I found my answer to her doubts, but it might just be too late.
She suffered in silence for too long.


The day before she left for Cambodia.
I was sending her back home through the Ubi flyover, and thoughts of her came to my mind.
Fearing that it might be the last time that i will have her on my bike, I held her hand throughout the Ubi Flyover.
Went i got home, we chatted and pour out our thoughts.
I felt so terrible.
Switch on the ignition and sped off into nowwhere in the middle of the night
Ended up in Pasir Ris when a right-turn sign the lead me to TPE.
I know, I have only one way to go, her place.
Through the expressway, tears are pouring down, only left with the wind to dry it.
Broken down when i saw her.

The day when she's leaving for Cambodia.
I spent the day with her.
Looked at her falling asleep reminds me of the first time she slept.
Deep down i know, she is the destined one.


Baby, I would like to thank you for everything.
You had given me the support i needed all the time.
Remember the times when I am having Traffice Police test for Driving and Riding ?
Both the times, before i took the tests, the only thought is you.
I told myself I wouldnt fail you. And i made it.
Today, I had achieved my goal.
And the last thing i hoped for, is to have you with me, enjoying every single scenery that we come across.

Its my fault, really it is me.
Now that i had realised the mistake.
I dont know if it is too late, but i would like to pen it down here.
I hope, if fate allows, Baby to set aside the doubts, and put ur trust and faith in me once again.
Cause, this is somewhere we belong.

Please be back safe and sound, dearie.
Pidan and I will be waiting for you, always.....


Lastly, this song to represent my love to the most important person of my life.















Yang.

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