Printing out the conversations i had may seem stupid. But im glad i did...

Clearing of the cupboard filled with unwanted-but-i-dont-know-where-to-throw stuffs brought back wonderful memories. Took my time reading every little thing i wrote. Funny. Stupid. Childish. Some things are not supposed to happen but it did. To think that i knew what i was doing back then. NOT!

I found something that i once treasured. 'Confession'. Instantly i remembered what was it regarding. It didnt take me long to realise that im missing you. Will 'this' be a cycle, throughout our friendship? I hope not. In any case, im sorry to have landed u in such situation.

Base on the birthday cards received over the years, i realised i was very much well-liked. Still, i have this fear of not being liked by others. Why do i care so much on what others think of me? i SHOULD really suppress this feeling.

"...to wake up everyday and think of u..."
"...only to have a daily reminder of _____..."
"...but i still love u..."

Those words kept me going, only for awhile...till i finally realised. (note: that was 3 years ago)