Haihs.. now that she had left, i have no point staying in this world anymore...
she has given up on me, doesn't love me anymore... and is on the verge of falling in love with another guy... again.
how can it be? after all the long and happy moments we've been through, how can you forget me so easily without having a hard time? why? i don't get.... maybe, life is just like that... it's reality, accept the fact...haihs... no matter how much i don't to... i have no other choice... next week also our last week in Jurong Primary school.... we're gonna leave each other anymore... lost touch with some of my friends... and not get to see them all the time... haihs...
You flew off with the wings of my heart and left me flightless.
Love is like a puzzle. When you're in love, all the pieces fit but when your heart gets broken, it takes a while to get everything back together.
It's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer... and everything collapses.
Sometimes I wish I were a little kid again, skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts.
God can heal a broken heart, but He has to have all the pieces.
What is the opposite of two? A lonely me, a lonely you
If we must part forever,
Give me but one kind word to think upon,
And please myself with, while my heart's breaking.
With what a deep devotedness of woe
I wept thy absence - o'er and o'er again
Thinking of thee, still thee, till thought grew pain,
And memory, like a drop that, night and day,
Falls cold and ceaseless, wore my heart away!
You can clutch the past so tightly to your chest that it leaves your arms too full to embrace the present.
You left, and my heart is a ceaseless sermon of loneliness.
I expanded with the joy of your love and presence but now that you're gone I just feel bloated.
They say that time heals all wounds but all it's done so far is give me more time to think about how much I miss you.
Being broken hearted is like having broken ribs – on the outside it looks like nothing is wrong but every breath hurts.
Allen Iverson 7:29 PM
I Am Who I Am. You Can't Change It Nor Make It. So Since You're Here, Like It Or Not? For All I Care, I Don't Give A Shit!
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