Saturday, July 15, 2006

TAG REPLIES(:

LAONIANG THE GREAT hahah(: okay.. i xiong meh?!
then lihui is what? *smirks* you're EVIL LA. =p

FIONA hahah, you too(:

SHERILYN tsktsk, how can you doubt my skills?!
hahah, but this post is i write de la. *proud*
LOL.

GOLDIE LOL, no problem la(:

TRESSA yay! okayokay! *GRINS*

CHENTENG lol, hi! thanks for tagging(:

HUISHAN hahs, no problem(:

LAONIANG THE GREAT hmmmmm? =
CARINE eh, okay.. url? lols.

FIONA LOL, thankyou thankyou(: but some ppl say v short. LOL.

I thought about you often. I thought about you a lot.
Sometimes, I wondered what had happened to us, but I also knew.
I knew what had happened, because it was the friendship,
the red thread between us, that had been torn apart. This red thread was very important to me, so how was it that I knew not?

To this day, I was still not sure just who it was to blame, or whether there was anyone to blame because it might have been karma working its kismet magic again.

I din know. I din know. I really din know.

Would you at least make the first move and clarify it for me?
Bring me out of this darkness?
Shoo the clouds away and let the sun out?

Was it I that had torn us apart?
We haven’t spoken for a long time, you stupid girl.
Someone also told me that you didn’t know what to say to me.
I didn’t know what I could have said either.

If it had been a week earlier than today,
if it had been a month earlier, if it had been two months..
Would things have been different?
Would we have gotten back together to be the friends we once had been? Would we? Would it have been worked out,
if we put our heads together and engineered
that wire broken into two pieces back into just one?

You surrendered.

You stupid girl.

The darkness gave away; it had fallen,
You practically bowed down to it, just because it hit the back of your knees.

I passed you in the hallways all the time. You avoided my gaze each time.

It was like I was not there at all.

And it hurt.

It really did hurt.

I used to see you in the arms of that guy.
My skill had been to look not at you in the eye, and your skill was to avoid my gaze at all times. Unfortunately, I still met the eyes of that guy. We would stare at each other, and I would look underneath of his cold gaze and glare at him.

Unfortunately, I always lost the staring contest.
And sweetie, that said something.

I had the meanest glares.
Everyone was supposed to cower underneath them.

I hated him.

Why was it him?

It was a rhetorical question, because I’m going insane just thinking.

If I cut off my ears, perhaps I can’t hear my own thoughts anymore.
Then I can’t think about you anymore.

Because I didn’t want to anymore.

It wasn’t me you chose.

It was him.

credits to ME and CASSANDRA! and ONE-SHOT(:

i wanto change my blogskin.
yupppppp. again. whoooooo(:
but that one is similar to this.
hah.
in a way. =p

hmmmm,
just dun feel like updating on my life nowadays.
heh(: