Friday, November 6, 2009

Already gone

Dear Diary,

Hmm.. aku rindu epul more den anything.. Its crazy 2 cry myself everynite in my sleep.. I cant take it.. Haishh.. How m i suppose 2 be lyk dis? I noe..im slowly beginnin 2 accept e fact dat hes already gone lyk 4eva.. im really2 taking a baby step..haa.. sighs..

Everything seems so wrong without him.. Im already half losing myself.. my academics drop lyk so drastically.. sucks.. it totally suck.. He used to be there 4 me all e time.omg..im crying.. goshh pwecious.. You go off just lyk dat.. So fast.. I cant take this pace..

I noe u wouldnt to see me lyk dis neither do u 1 me turn out to be lyk dis.. i tried ok saiful. i tried really2 hard.. but i cant help it each time i fall,it really hurt so badly n e impact is pretty HARD!

I didnt know u kept a diary which is all bout me.. Im surprised saiful.. To found out all the little things dat u made 4 me n just kept all 2 urself..

Bie.. mane alamat tanah perkuburan u bie.. knaper sume tknk blg i.. Lia tktao..nan an perangai mcm gni.. I cant reach farish n uncle..Y everything n everyone sume mcm gni.. Pwecious.. I miss all ur advise,encouragement,ur nag!! everything about YOU! Bie.. take me with you.. Why do you have to leave me lyk dis..omg..i just need you..

Behind my smile is a hurting heart.Behind my laugh,Im falling apart.Look closely at me and you will see,the person I am.. isnt me

++ quoth Unknown at 11:26 AM


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