its another hour till the 1st of march. your birthday. it hurts me not knowing whether you'll hang up on me when i call you, or you just ignoring and deleting the message if i text you. i know you're really hurt, and i dont blame you. i havent been the best boyfriend to you. making you cry, making you really disappointed with how i treated you. its okay, you've every right to not make me be in any part of your life. if that makes you happy, i guess i can deal with it. maybe.

i just feel all sad and empty inside. the spaces in my heart filled with your warmth and love, they now just empty, wasted gaps again. how i wish, i could start being matured now, start growing up, start realising that it takes two hands to clap. i havent regretted any part of being with you. i just regret being me.

i had cheerleading the other day, and i feel really depressed after the training, cus it really hit me on the way back home that i loved having cheerleading training with you last year. i missed the times we had fun 'dancing' naughtily around, just laughing and everything. what i really missed was the sports day itself. after the whole event. we went to dan's place, had our first real kiss. everything was magic to me.

i've never loved anyone like how i've loved you. i think i can never again.
i miss you, i really, really do.
please, at least talk to me.
please.






"now you wanna be free, so i'm letting you fly
cause i know in my heart baby, our love will never die, no.
you'll always be a part of me."