i miss those days of long bus rides.
The songs i sang over the phone.
lil acts that warms the heart.
the silly acts she does
the laughter
the racing heartbeat
the big question
the hug.
the nite we sat by the moonlight
the stars and the breeze comfort us
the first kiss
the first quarrel
tears rolled as we hugged
the make up
warmth of hands embracing each other.
the time when u cried.
the look you had when u clutch me tight.
so forlorn. such despair.
the big fight
the sad goodbye.
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woots. lotsa work to be done. n im juz ranting.
NO. IM NOT EMO PEOPLE.
Disclaimer: all these didn't happen. AHAHAHHAHAHAHA.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
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