Memories
False hopes.
Lonely Sunday
You messed with the wrong guy.
Another day
You can't change the past.
Tell me that it's just me.
Insecurity
Boredom
Mixed feelings
My life isn't as perfect as you think it is.


June 4, 2011
Mixed feelings at 3:07 PM

I was leading such a happy day till you texted me.  Well, it wasn't what I expected it to be. Maybe you wouldn't listen to what I say, wouldn't take notice of them. That kinda just shot through my heart. To think that all I ever wanted to see or even hear is as simple as a text from you, a call from you or even just a simple '' I'm always there for you.'' But I realised that all these had changed. You were no longer the person that I used to know. The person that wouldn't stop caring for others, and would even make others feel that you were there for us. But suddenly, it all changed. It was like a twist in dimension and I feel like I entered a parallel dimension. But I know that, that wasn't possible. I asked you to text me when you reached back to singapore, but when you returned, the first text was regarding a matter about your juniors. I didn't mind about that cause I know that you treat your juniors as well as your friends. The matter that literally broke my heart was that when I asked you about why didn't you text me when you reached back, your answer was simple and yet hurtful. '' I thought you would text.  '' That simple line that was meant to be harmless really just pushed me back into the harsh reality. I really wish that I'm thinking too much or it's just my own perspective. Because I really feel like you just take me for granted, and that hurts. Real bad. Most of the times where you would tell me that you would text me back later, you didn't and I didn't mind cause I know that you are forgetful and maybe tired and hence you fell asleep. But what I really mind is that you didn't really listen to what I say. That made me think again, but thanks to Yingying who I could really talk to, I didn't think that much. All i can say is that, it hurts when you say such words.



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