had a really beautiful birthday this year. because i have family who still dote alot on this qian-jin-wannabe. because i have friends who still remember, who still insist birthday card is a must, who still bother to check out my address and surprise me at my doorstep, who make the effort to plan for the night of celebration, who take note and know all my favourites; presents, cakes, flowers. all in all, i am really thankful for the company. cheers for the friendship!
birthday feels like personalised christmas. you are allowed to wish, to hope... by not saying aloud.
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some days ago,
"... i almost forgot today's date. one whole year ago, she was bawling her eyes out for she had let go of the dependency, the memories, the years' of efforts, the habit, her beliefs, of what seemed almost everything to her. the crying was mad. and really painful...
... tonight, i remember quite alot. i cant believe it still feels... quite the same.
... at least, you are happy...
... i cant care anymore..."
yesterday, he looks and feels the same. the same old him. but i feel different, i know ive changed.
things had happened so long ago and they arent meant to change. i know my limits.
(and again, i tried to contact you, but you just aint there.)
today, sorry about the half-truth that "... e morning rain is so good to sleep in~". i must be retard or what. i started weeping out loud out of the sudden and i couldnt stop. i feel too weak to get out of house now.
and i start to think, what am i to do in life? everything feels too heavy to move on.
"... i almost forgot today's date. one whole year ago, she was bawling her eyes out for she had let go of the dependency, the memories, the years' of efforts, the habit, her beliefs, of what seemed almost everything to her. the crying was mad. and really painful...
... tonight, i remember quite alot. i cant believe it still feels... quite the same.
... at least, you are happy...
... i cant care anymore..."
yesterday, he looks and feels the same. the same old him. but i feel different, i know ive changed.
things had happened so long ago and they arent meant to change. i know my limits.
(and again, i tried to contact you, but you just aint there.)
today, sorry about the half-truth that "... e morning rain is so good to sleep in~". i must be retard or what. i started weeping out loud out of the sudden and i couldnt stop. i feel too weak to get out of house now.
and i start to think, what am i to do in life? everything feels too heavy to move on.