Tuesday, August 01, 2006❤ aFteR wE bROke oFF...
1:44 AM
Our Story became history.
Love, has become a legend.
Happiness.. a myth.
The history still remains in my heart. I am always wondering whether I can start a new story like this. With the feelings, there will be neither Love nor Happiness in all the upcoming stories. Love only lies in HER, and Happiness only exists when I am with HER. Since I understand this, what am I still doing? Y don't I ask her back? Y don't I go back to her? I guess, deep down inside my heart.. love... and happiness... has already been categorized under legend and myth.
Do I not have the courage to continue from what we left off? Am I afraid of hurting, or being hurt? or..
Shouldn't I just start a new Story?
but without Love and Happiness, it is not even qualified to be term as a Story...
What else can I do...?
to my one and only ex-, whom this blog is indirectly started for:there is no need to wish for my happiness, anymore (if you are still doing so) because it only appears in fairytales...smoke less. and dun tell me "u should know why i smoke/drink/go clubbing"u didnt smoke because of me. ask urself, do you smoke when you think of me, us, the history? but do you oso smoke when you dun think of them?
