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Saturday, May 16, 2009


i wonder .
if i should just let you go .
because ever since that day .
i cant seem to fully trust you .


something is holding me back .
the fear of being deceived is always there .
what am i supposed to do .
i guess i should try .


try to let you go .
try to forget all our happy memories we made .
try to stop all the pain i feel for you .


i wonder if the day will come when ;
i will stop loving you .
i hope it comes soon .
because i dont think i can go on ,
if i keep missing you .


im sorry baby .
i'll always remember you .
but for myself ;
i have to let you go .
im sorry ;
zhirong .

a lifetime of an unrequited love

6:20 PM

That Girl ;


a girl wearing that mask ,
smiling at everyone everyday ;
appearing so cheerful ,
but inside,
shes crying her heart out ,
Single / Attached

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Love ;


If i could ever have a choice ;
i wont want to face this coldness .
Everyday ,
Wincing at all of your judgements.
Its really painful .





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