19, the mess.












Friday, April 27

i want to start over.
but i doubt you'd want to.

no amount of apologies would get it right, ever again.
it was a mistake which cost.. the friendship.

i feel like an idiot. i've never felt more stupid before. such simple logic that i couldnt understand.
or rather, such simple things about you i couldnt comprehend.
maybe i really dont know you at all.
maybe i really didnt understand you at all.

yeah, maybe this is how it all ends.
maybe.
can you see the pain in this entry,
can you feel how disappointed i am in myself
to know that four years of it all, has gone, is lost..
and would never come back again.

and i quote you because.. i distinctly rmb every word you say.
and its cos means hell of alot.

well i'm just thankful your ..layout is stil there? :D

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