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Memories were fine,couldn't touch them
smell them,or hold them.
never same as the moment had been,
and they fade with time.
not without you.
Sunday, November 2, 2008 11:39 PM

We just layed there while he told me how much he loved me,
without saying anything. And if there ever was a more perfect say,
in the history of time, it wasn't one I've heard about.


my sunday was well off,in a way or the other. well,at least isn't it?
i just had to feel so down and lonely,and the thoughts of the boy... sigh.
plus,even worst,when i had a really really bad bad dream last night.
so... on and all,my sunday was still beautiful with gorgeous customers. (:


tomorrow is monday,tomorrow is monday! sigh,sigh,sigh.
i know,i sound like a stupid bitch who is so spoilt & pampered.
but you know? when you get use to something or someone,it gets to you.
you get it? sigh.


Because he's been a major part in your life, of course you're going to miss him.
It's perfectly normal. It's like getting a tooth pulled out,
after the dentist pulls it out you're relived.
But how many times does your tongue run over itself over the spot,
where the tooth once was? probably one hundred times a day.


and can you imagine? a day without seeing your smile? hearing your laughter?
and no one to tell me when to do this,and when to do when and whatever that comes..
it's like a part of myself suddenly went missing. poof! in just a second,when i dreamt that.
no,never will i want to imagine seeing you gone forever in my life,far away to the above.
it just gets to me,till this morning and till now. and probably,till the next day & the next.
not seeing you laugh at my stupidity,not hearing you scold me,not hearing you say anything.
and not getting a hug from you after a bad day,not to see you smile and kiss me tenderly..
what if that day really comes? what if god really want to take you,away? sooner than i expect.
i never want to see that day,love. though i know,it will still come,sooner or later. i love you.


What we do does not define who we are.
What defines us is how well we rise after falling.


loveee;
efff.

yours truly;

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madee's babygirl,
you can call me;eff.

reading,writing,screaming,heels,sun,rain,snow.
gossip girl,books,tweeting,procrastinating,love.

MADEE;


The say people come and go.
But the truth is, no one really disappears from your life.
People never really leave, their roles just change.


effcullenbass.



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yesteryears;