this blog is officially closed

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Saturday, October 27, 2007

Let this be the final. Or rather, an end to everything. Clear and unambiguous.

After this post, i guess this blog shall be closed down for good.

After realising how happy you are living now, I guess its time for me to stop dwelling.

I've so much to tell, but everything's just too little too late. For the heart can never wait.

Even though there's no 'Forever' to everything, if i can choose to fall in love again, that person would still be you, no regrets. Perhaps the only regrets i have would be the things i did not fulfill as my part. But after all this, I learnt. I'd overcome everything. Yes, everything. Done everything that's within my control while those that are beyond my control..... I hope they'll understand one day. Though all these will never salvage anything, at least i've tried my best. And i'll make it so right the next time round, NEVER were to let history repeat itself.

Like i say being friends is so hard because my love for you has never fade. This im sure of. Because no matter what happens, its ultimately where the heart lies, which can never contain 2 persons. And if all these were to be a disaster, it shall be the most beautiful disaster that has ever happened on the human earth, which i'll never hesitate to share.

As for now, I'll let the memories we once shared buried in my heart, the excruciating pain inflicted to be slowly carried away with the wind.

Since it all started with a poem, let it end with one:

The moon rises

The sun sets

This time, the wolf has found her new source of light

No longer yearns for the moonlight

As the wolf turns her back pacing out of the forest

The moon teared

Painstakingly lit the way out for her

...................................................................................................................

the current playing song is all i want to convey to you

i guess this is all what you need

and the most ultimate thing i can give... to you.

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