the minute i heard my first love story, i started looking for you. not knowing how blind that was - lovers dont really meet somewhere, they are in each others' hearts all the time. we dont necessarily find the one we carry inside our hearts - but love is kind, he gives us second chances.
-- Mukhsin
i am tired.- 2 more days to the finals, & i dont want to repeat that same mistake again. at least 7hrs of study time each day, & now, i am trying my best to live up to that expectation. :)
- many things happened. people come & go. what if, the person you love, whom you happily joked, & smiled & giggled yesterday - is gone today? never a chance to say that last ILY, never a chance to apologise, never a chance to see that last smile... never a chance.
things like that, you only hope to happen to others. what if it happens to you?
that is when you start appreciating what you have now, & regret what happened then.
thank you dear, for tolerating me; my petty tantrums, my crazy antics (click those heels now!), my constant shush-ies: the sudden smile-cry-laugh routine, JUST ME. & for being there throughout my blues, my fallouts with the gfriends, the crazy stalker & my-every-night-the toilet-argh!-regime. tell me, if i am ever wrong, & unjust to you - for love is a two way thing. it is not just you & me, it is us.