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Thursday, December 20, 2007
10:27 PM



as i flew amongst the clouds
everything else seemed so miniscule
i thought about you
i thought about us
on how im gettin so attached to you
that silly smile of yours, being tattooed in my mind
the way you always made me smile so easily just by lookin at you
the way your shoulders are so inviting for me to lean
but at the same time, the tears that trickled down my cheeks uncontrollably


i missed you
your claim: you'd only miss me if i did.
does it mean, you'd love me only if i'd
im beginning to think, if you're going out with me
cos you think i'm cute
obviously i dont think i am
(this brings me back to the part on guys being superficial)


three days, constant thinking
scouting for smth for you, over anyones'
pondering on what you were doing back home
and when im finally back
you just didnt seem happy
blame me for my over too sensitiveness
that even your computer game's far more important than me
that the soccer game's worth much more than the trip to mount faber,jewelbox




i do not like flowery sweet talking
and more so, definitely not criticisms



i'll choose to be secretive
to keep things from you
no more telling you on my whereabouts
who i'm hanging out with
the person i'm on the phone with
to not say till you ask
cos, i' learnt it from you didnt i?



and i think, i deserve a little more affection

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