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Thursday, September 14, 2006

when i saw you on Tuesday morning, i was shocked. really shocked. till now i'm still thinking that something must have gone really wrong to make you go through such change. it's so... un-you. till now i still feel strange seeing you around sporting that new hairstyle. and today i just went up and told you that it makes me think of a porcupine.

seeing you with that new change makes me feel something familiar has gone. and replacing that is someone whom i don't know about. not a single bit at all. anyway in the first place i don't think i've known anything real about you. it's all superficial.

perhaps the change is a sign that i should just move on, and not moping around the same spot as though something will happen. after so many things, i've came to realise that things only happen when i least expect it.

most importantly, i'm not even sure whether i do like you, or just a passing crush that will fade away in time. i do hope that it's the latter, cuz i don't think i've ever truely liked a person. and my meaning of truely liking a person means i know the person very well, and yet i still can't help myself but to like him.

you're nowhere near. and you probably never would.

酸酸的空气 嗅出我们的距离

1734hrs

5:23 PM