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Sunday, November 20, 2005

11:04 PM

Times like this are when memories just flashed in your minds.

Remember how we sat in the mrt, with the bouquet of flowers in my arm, pretending it was our baby. How we were discussing ways to carry it. We were blissful being a family.
Remember how during my clumsical moments, you laugh at me first then you'll help me.
How we were racing through little India to get ur sis prezzie. How we sat at boat quay to talk. That time when we were searching for cab like mad to get to p.S. How i whine like crazy just to get roses from you. The spraying of perfume onto shoes so i can smell you. There are lots of memories that i cant even list out and even if i can, i would be crying like hell just thinking about it.All those memories consist of my happiness when i'm with you. All the dreams and hopes. All seems to fall apart and it hurts knowing that you had to force yourself to love me. Yes i admit i am selfish.

Life seems to make fun of us. To make us lose the ones that we love. No matter how hard we tried, we cant seem to recreate the moments that we had.

i'll.treasure.every.moments.
There's.just.no.one.else.like.you.

&the beauty.

Shaf. 31july.

I love the smell of rain and the feel of green grass

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