Getting There:)

I dunno if this decision is for good or not. I cant seem to see things clearly.How i wish i can see what is heading on to me. When i saw that bullshit profile pic of you in facebook?! Let me tell you but its just WTF thing in my sense. Cant you understand? Every time you add me i keep on ignoring that invitation of yours?Now, you added me again!Please!Its over!Cant you read between the lines?Or you are just too dumb to know about it?Im here,i already moved on. I keep on assuming that i have let you go,but you know whats the worst part?I realize that theirs no such thing as letting go. The scar and the memories remains. It will,but at least I had moved on. We are miles away. Its impossible for you not to move on. So cut the crap moffo!

I know theirs no closure really.I just left without even saying a word.You know why I did that?Coz' everytime i see that face of yours. My heart melts. My stupidity prolongs. The love that i gave you is too much and the hurts you gave is too much also. You keep on saying that you dont want to see me cry.You dont want to see me hurting. So tell me now, of all those things and the hurtings- you are just closing your eyes? Now, im trying to forgive and forget. I tried not to let my tears fall again. Im trying to be happy. Now that im gone, you just realize how important i am too you right? You wanted to give it a try again. But let me tell you, you have all the chances in the world when we are still together. When my martyrdom still existed. But you just throw it in a bin full of regrets.

One more kiss could be the best thing. But one more lie could be the worst. And all those thoughts are never resting. And you're not someone i deserve.

Adios!

A Girl Wants. . .

He would scream " iloveyou" down the halls not caring who heard him. He'd go on a walk with me in a 40 degree weather. Hot cocoa in one hand- my hand on his other. He'd sing out loud to any song not minding the people around. He'll let me look like crap wearing a big shirt and shorts and still calls me beautiful. He'd write me thousands of notes everyday at school. He'd come to my house at nine in the morning to wake me up on weekends. He'll take me to the park and push me on the swings. He wont be ashamed with my family around and acts like he's part of it. He'll argue with my friends that he love me more. He'll keep every single promise he makes and wont be scared to dance in front of me. He'll spend my birthday with me. He'd rent all the chick flicks he knows of and watch them with me inside when im sick. He pick his friends over me sometimes. He'll remember our anniversaries before i do. He'll call me at night, right before i go to bed. Just so he knows he's the last voice i hear. He'd push my hair away when its on my face. He carry my books at school even if he already has his own. He wears my favorite shirt of his every Monday.

A boy who won't ask me whats wrong when i look sad instead just kiss me on the forehead. He'll give me his sweat shirt even if he's freezing and make me not feel guilty about it. He'd never get jealous because he already knows i love him more than anything. And when he says forever, he means it no matter what:))

privy thing:))

So here i am,off to my second blog here. . .Second because i had my first-forgot the password so i just create this new one. Oh well, im amaze how blog spot evolved just like what really technology is. I remember my high school days how i was so naive to sign up blog spot.
i do have my tumblr and im loving it but what inspires me here in blogspot is my classmate and i also considered as a friend now is that when he trusted me his account here and so i decided this account of mine a privy thing just what Penn ( my friend) did. I will give Penn my account here.Funny, sharing secrets through blog. A c0ol thing. . .

Till here:))