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Continue blogging. Well, I bet this gonna be a real confession, and of course, a truthful one... Today, I'm going to elaborate on... him. It actually takes months, even now, still, slowly recovering. Recovering from this hideous fact, that he is actually not mine now. Anyway, to 'clear the air', I'm almost completely over him. I promise, by the end of this term break, I'm gonna erase it totally. Feel really guilty  bottling up everything. Sigh, it's time to face the music dude.

xxxxxxxx ; You told me you've threw the key away. Yet you found it.
Like any other couples, text & call was the only communication we had. In school, we didn't have any means of contact probably cos' we're in different class. Everyday, I'll rush home just to on my laptop and chat through the day with him. Studies? You may be wondering how we manage, fortunately, we balance it well. Except that, I'll always tell him that we'll be exiled for a few weeks before exams start. Nevertheless, we made it through, through that annoying which-was-once-a-major-exam to me. Apparently, we got the same results for it, but thankfully (or unfortunately) we didn't get into the same school. Yes, perhaps, this was the reason why we're separated. Beautiful girls, all over the world. Guys, oh typical guys. And later on... Bingo. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?  Great minds think alike. Not trying to bring him down or what, I understood, really. I once thought absence makes the heart grow fonder, I was wrong. Instead, distance just repelled us like magnets. I thought we could meet up or something, but some things just love to interfere us. Oh well, maybe this was fate? I accept it tho.
So one day when I really couldn't take it, I came clean with him. And the outcome was expected. Knew this day gonna come. Reasons? The one I concluded. Initially I hated him like some douche. Asshole. We still talk, I guess, online. But, nah, he has his own life to lead, I have mine too. We're still friends, probably good friends. Such long accompaniment, we've developed this indescribable relationship. He still knows me that well, so do I. But one thing we're aware is that, it isn't possible for us anymore. Friends? Good friends? Better friends? Best friends? And that's it.

It's just that tiny winy bit of memories.
Posted on Tuesday, November 1, 2011 @ 5:45 PM
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