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Hurt, but Still Happy

It begin at 20/08/2008

It ends at 20/10/2008

You hurt me

But you don't want to see me hurting



For a while

I wouldn't be able to listen to your voice

I wouldn't be able to look even a glimpse of you

I wouldn't be able to contact you

Simply, I just don't want to do it even if I can

Because it hurts so much

Even by just looking at your diary makes me hurt



I couldn't say "I'm sorry"

I couldn't say "Thank you for everything"

It still hurt, you know



You did told me

You afraid of getting hurt again

But it turn out you are the one who hurting me

kinda irony

It's alright my dear

I don't blame you



I know

It IS hard to find the right words and the right moment

I know

You not doing this on purpose

I know exactly

when you are telling the truth or lying

I know too

When you have something in your mind that you don't want to tell me

Most importantly, I know

that you never want to see me hurt



I must say goodbye for awhile

Don't contact me until I say you can

Don't give false hope to me ever again



Don't tell me the bad news
Don't tell me anything at all
Just tell me that you need me
And stay right here with me

'Wondering'

I love that song you know?

But no longer it is

I don't want to remember that song again



The water at the dam is getting full

It will begin to burst

damn

But I don't want to stop here, not just yet



I had said this to you

"Sorry if I ended up hating you"

It could happen

But I don't want to

Nothing, I will get if I hate you

But in the same time I just want to say

I hate you



Just to let you know

I will be moving on



I never had the chance to say this

It used to be "I love you"

But now it had became "I loved you"




~SO LONG,THE PERSON WHO USED TO BE MY DEAREST~

Comments

  1. i never knew u were jiwang dlu zaf..huhu

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  2. haha
    just dun imagine
    aku pun xmo ingat time aku jiwang
    huahua

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