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20080701 @ 5:20 PM
Some people laugh,
And some people cry,
Some people live,
And some people die,
Some people run,
Right into the fire,
And some people hide,
Their every desire

But we are the lovers,
If you don't believe me,
Then just look into my eyes,
Cause the heart never lies

(McFly; Heart Never Lies)

Heart really never lies. I've been down and high and down and confused. Never have I cried for someone in a long time. It really hurts.

It all seems to make sense to me now. Why the feeling felt on Friday and so on. Like what Salmah said, "some things are best unsaid". However, I just kept on wondering and still couldn't get over the fact that he's gone. My heart aches. It will take sometime but probably won't take too long. I don't know how to walk into Maths class tomorrow. Patience, patience, that's all I need.

Rest in peace, my friend.







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"Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings - always darker, emptier and simpler."

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