prologue

NURUL AIN
j'ai vingth et un ans

i want to travel around the world, with bottles of mango milk tea in my esprit totebag.





Monday, July 24, 2006 22:36

i was trying my very best to understand you.
to be a bestest friend to you.
to lend you my shoulder to lean on.
to lend you my ears to confide in.
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... but i ended up being misunderstood.
it hurts, when you count the days we have known each other a short while.
it hurts, when you keep saying sorry but you dont actually mean it.
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i dont need your apologies, i need your smile.
to move on, and be strong... and face come what may.
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why do i keep trying to make others happy, and ended up getting myself hurt?
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if my tomorrow never comes, would you ever regret not saying something to me?