Wednesday, November 14, 2007
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Its been a month since I came into my blog to talk about my life. Its been a month. Everything... Everything is gone, is over... Somehow it seemed to me that no matter how we are going to get back together, nothing will ever be the same again. He wants to insist I cheat on him and in his heart and eyes I'm a bitch, I've nothing to say all except 'ouch'. Andre, if ever one day you came across this blog, read this... no matter where I am or who I hanged out with, you are always in my thoughts. Though at that time I know there is this guy so different form you I would be happy with, I still had you in mind and heart. When I chose you, you treated me like a slut thinking I cheated on you and you treated me nothing but a bitch, talking to me with no respect. (it hurts) My conscience is clear from start. It just shows you know nothing bout me till now. There is no point to anything. You really have mis-treated me no doubt about that. You have made me forgotten the meaning of love, the meaning of happiness do you know that... Whenever I think about the past and what I see now, I could only give a smile in despair. We are seperated now and I know I have 3 months to get over you before my Birthday comes, but somehow at the moment, I miss you.
