A new start.

Yes charlatan isnt it to act as if i'm over u. 19 days of not texting is of course, not a good record. It's prudent for me to have deleted your no as if i dont memorize it, indeed with a swift glance onto the dusty screen, i know it's yours. Every night i would stare with thousand gulps to or not to bother and be concern for a minute. This is not ritual nor neither mutual. To get the thought of you out from the medulla is utterly futile, i've tried harder than this before. But how come it has become so stiff?

Seriously i put false hopes towards this, eventhough they're false, i pretend as if it's a fairytale tale where godmothers exist and magic dusts sprinkle. Just like falsies, no originality and still famous. Because i need those hopes. People said hope and luck are interchangeable. If i still hold up these hopes, might be one day i am lucky enough that you'll see me as another angel passing by with glow of limelight and glittery skin just like Edward cullen with unbuttoned shirt and gleam of sunlight wtf.

Curse me now. I know now that people KNOW and people do talk about this. It's shameful, veryy, since I am the premiere subject. I used to think we have heaps of secrets that I shall keep them on my own, for I shall sweep them beneath the carpet. But you just don't do the same. And it is very stupid of me to think that you would.

At that very last night, I keep thinking it was just a beginning. A start to our story. For the real stuff is ; it is of course the ending. Since I am blatantly certain if it clouds, rains, or snows, you just won't be there.

Thanks a bunch Marli! For cheering me up and staying up late to customize
a hand-made card for me. You're the best!



No need to cry. Look at the sky. And you'll fly - Marli.

**a lil bit creche, but i loikee! =B