Wednesday, February 4, 2009
its not the matter of who, it's the matter of trust.
you hold a knife in your hand and stabbed me at the back.
so many tears of mine fell to the ground caused by you.
the wound is not big, but then..
it's still a wound.
it may seem small to you, but my dignity is in stake.
after all we've been through,
does it mean nothing?
all those laughs and SECRETS-IE.
those times when i actually felt you near to my heart.
but one thing is for sure,
no matter how much you've BLURT OUT.
i still love you.
no matter how low peepol see you,
you are the sky.
this post is not to descriminate you
or to make peepol pity me.
it's for me to tell the peepol who cares how i feel.
trust me, you don't know how much you've hurt me.
5:37 PM