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Wednesday, June 21, 2006


i was so glad he picked up the call again.
he's in the bar.
the bar he'll be working in soon.
his voice sounded happier n lighter.
was glad.
he said he's busy being interviewed by the boss.
n will call me bak later.
he said he will de.
oki. i hung up.
waiting n waiting for his call.

but my hp din ring at all.
called him up every half hour interval.
but still. he din pick up.
y give me hope of u calling when u dun wan to in the 1st place.
cos u jus wan me shoo off?

saw u online den did i realised u were home.
hurried msn u.
but still no reply.
guess u shld be playing ur games.

alas. u picked up my call.
in a rather unhappie voice.
i cld hear.
the change in the tone earlier on.
probably he was having fun with his frens at the bar.
hence happier tone.
but now.
probably toking to me is a sad tink for him.
hence the sadder tone.

it was..
disappointing.
cos u din called.
but its oki.

saw ur msn pic.
it was the pic i drew for u.
in which i wrote 'i love u dar'
i was excited.
i tot u will be trying to accept me again.
but..
no.
u aren't.
u probably misplaced the pic.
u said.
my ray of hope was dashed.

i dunoe wad to say.

wanted to find u on sat nite.
to pass u the present n cake.
wanted to spend the nite with u somewhere.
or perhaps the sunday noon.
but u were reluctant.
kept on saying dunoe. see 1st.

we have distanced.
i realised.
we've drifted so far apart during these times.
dat i reali wonder.
will i be able to get u bak.
pull u rite beside me.
i wan to do so.
but it seems dat
each time i pulled u a hundred metres towards me.
u pushed a hundred and fifty metres away from me.

i felt my confidence level going lower.
but no!
i cant.
ive to gain confidence.
but it seems ur words and actions kept cutting my confidence level down.

im afraid i'll lose my bet.
im afraid to get rejected.
i dun wanna lose u my dear.
y dun u understand?

~ { 4:12 AM }
reflections of you and me;