Saturday, February 17, 2007


And now you're far away.

Friday, August 18, 2006

Life goes on,
And so I shall,
Move on with my life.

It's been a fun ride,
But all things must come to an end.

Sunday, July 23, 2006

When I saw that familiar address on the parcel,
I just knew that I can never ever move on.

Saturday, June 24, 2006

Today Tiffany asked me,
"How come you've been wearing your Swatch,
So often recently?"

I didn't answer.

"Cos you miss Nette right?"

And I could only smile.

Sunday, June 11, 2006

4 years ago,
We were happily watching the World Cup together.

4 years later,
I'm still watching,
But you're not talking to me anymore.

And I'll never know the reason why.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Where are you?

Are you still down with me?

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

You look good enough to eat.

Saturday, April 22, 2006

I could never say no to you,
Not even if the fate of the world depended on it.

Saturday, April 08, 2006

Happy birthday to Nette Nette.
Hope you liked the present.

Monday, March 13, 2006

It's been 4 years.

And now,
Happy 13th of March to me.

Saturday, March 11, 2006

I'll do what's best for you.

Not that I really have a choice.

But I'll leave you alone,
And not bother you anymore.
I'm not gonna call and deprive you of your sleep,
I'll just write here if I feel the urge coming.

It doesn't matter if you'll read it.

But at least it'll stop me from disturbing you.

Whatever it is,
Please please do not return the present to me.

When I first saw it,
I just thought of getting it for you.
No special reason,
But I just wanted to give that to you.

I love you.

Friday, March 10, 2006

I think I'm going mad.

It's just taking every ounce of my strength,
And courage,
To not break down and lose it all.

I'm just so tempted to lay everything on the line again,
And give it all up.
I swear I really don't know what to do,
How to go on living,
If I can't be with you.

I try to pretend I'm okay,
Even though I know I'll never be.

But how can I promise to love you,
When all I can do is to harm you?

I'm just so fucked up.

It's good that you'll be leaving soon.
Free from the hurt and pain I've caused you to suffer,
In the past,
And even now in the present.

I deserve nothing.