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writing is a form of THERAPY

Sometimes you can only wish. Wish for things that are never there. Hope for things you will never get.

But sometimes..

Believing will be alot better than wishing.

I wish.. Wish upon the Wishing Tree.


about Summer


Sagittarian . Cantonese . dreamer . emotional . Singapore . hugs . dolls . anti-social . soft-hearted . read . sleep . coffee . gelato . french . blur queen . cinderella . games . cute stuff . japanese food . anything white .


Maybe one day

i'll be back to tell you
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When Absence Doesnt Make The Heart Grow Fonder..
Wednesday, December 21, 2005 2:32 PM

When Absence Doesnt Make The Heart Grow Fonder.. I will be back in 2 days. It's really cold here, but my heart is colder.

Why ?

I have some unspeakable messages. Yes, I am unhappy at this moment. Different paragraphs for different people. I am sure you know who you are..

Why do you love me ?

Do you know you never understand me ? You have never try to understand me. Or maybe I have never given you a chance to understand me. Waiting is touching.. I agreed. I was moved many times. But I have no faith in you, in me. Stop waiting and move on.. I wish you all the best.

How much you love me ?

I know you love me. But how much ? You always give me the feeling you love yourself more than you love me. You knew exactly what I want, what I need. But is it hard to give ?

When we all knew time is pushing us. We have tons of stuff at hand with limited time. Do you even try to find opportunies to be close to me ?

Hints were ignored. I have given you chances.. again and again. I told you I love you because I love you and not because you love me. Do you even try to understand this part ?


Maybe it was me who do not understand you.

You understand me so well

It's really rare to meet people that know you inside out.. well lets just say almost. No other human being can know you better than yourself isnt it? But to meet just a handful of them who can be there for you when you need a listening ear or crying shoulder is considered a blessing if you ask me.
I know sometimes I cant really define myself too. I am just too erratic I admit.

I like when I checked my voice mail and I heard from you "I know I am silly.. but I really miss you so much. I kept calling just to listen to your voice which you left in the voice mail"

I wanna say sorry that I didnt miss you as much as I expected. Maybe you have left a broken gap to allow this to happen.

I know you have tried

I know you have tried, but you are really not someone I have been waiting for. Someone when I need when I am down and depress. Someone who I will think of immediately when I needed a shoulder to cry on..

I really appreciate some silly things you have done for me. They have brought smiles on my face when I received them. I will treasure them always.

I have once mentioned "A boy is someone who always have no time" and "A man is someone who has thousands of things to do and yet can make his girl feel loved".

如果爱还能再重来
我期待澎湃永远在
每次琴盖打开便有歌来自大海
如果爱已不存在
我希望有一段精彩让回忆有所感慨

Regret. But it's all over now. 就让回忆永远停在那里.

I am sorry for all..
the promises you have made and;
the promises I have made.