i used to love this day, getting impatient for this day, now i hate it for all i've done. 20th. its jus a memory.

-betrayal
-lies
-infidelity
-anguish

so more much to say so much more to feel, yet hatred will turn to love, it takes time, i believe in time, i believe someone will be there, to fill it up once again. sometimes i wonder, if you were the one, but when i see the situation, there is always something in the way. it happened before, it always did, not once, but twice, will it happen a third time?

//nothing more than the embrace,
... to give the warmth in solace.
//caressing the gentle touch,
... however it pains, it hurts so much.
//god show me the way,
... to the time when its the day.
//say you love me once again,
... even means through the pouring rain.
//i love you,
... i truely do.


words are jus words, deep inside me speaks of different words, you jus have to try to get it out. cause i cant do it by myself.




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breaking free to something new. =)