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How's tomorrow ?
Monday, November 16, 2009 2:25 PM



I tried to think what's best for myself. I tried to think what's ahead of me. I'm just so confused. I'd asked myslef alot of questions. Thousands of it is wandering in mind right now. I don't know what to do, i don't know how. Everytime when i come to think of it, tears will flow down my cheek. I tried to ignore, i tried to avoid. But i simply can't. So much. It's just so much. I'm not at ease, i'm not contented. And how could i be happy ? I'd just feel that part of me is gone, totally gone. All i that i'm doing every night is to just cry my heart out and pray. What more could i do ? I ain't strong anymore, not  like any before. The more i try to get over it, the more i tend to think of it. It's just so uneraseable. Just that someone you really love, the one that you adore. Those hard times we used to go through together, those happy laughters we used to share together. Remember ? Do you still remember those times we ate ice-creams together ? Those times we sat by the beach and ease our mind ? Those times we drank bubble-tea and i kept teasing you of the straw's colour ? Those midnight conversations ? Those endless moments, do you still remember it all ? Are happy moments meant to be only for awhile ?  I'd hope you are really doing fine, friend.

Memories are the treasures that we keep locked deep within the storehouse of our souls, to keep our hearts warm when we are lonely.


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