I’m not sure what I’m doing right now. I tried hard to sleep but I can’t. I’d put myself so busy with reading books from Step On A Crack to First Lady to Cross to Mary Mary and now Nobody’s Baby But Mine. And I have Kiss An Angel and London Bridges as spares in case I read the 1.5-inches-thick book all in a night. But how much can I read? My head can barely digest the wordings anymore.
M missing the warm smses that used to tucked me to bed.
M missing the provocative discussions that keep me thinking.
M missing the care that had been spoiled on me.
M not sure what really happen. What make things change. What took away the warmth in each smses and conversation. Can never settle in my mind that things changed because of the promotion that had happen. And it definitely not because of the movement because it already cold long before that. And to make peace on a reason for being too busy, I have to struggle with that.
Tell me if I have done anything wrong.
Tell me if my words did not come out appropriately.
And just tell me if you just simply tired of me already.
She told me that she did peek on this blog once a while. I wonder if she still does.
And I recalled that I wrote before, I always too conscious to open up to any person because I tend to be dumped once I let down my shield.
It seems like m going through the dejavu….
Though it’s from her I expected it the last could happen.
M missing the warm smses that used to tucked me to bed.
M missing the provocative discussions that keep me thinking.
M missing the care that had been spoiled on me.
M not sure what really happen. What make things change. What took away the warmth in each smses and conversation. Can never settle in my mind that things changed because of the promotion that had happen. And it definitely not because of the movement because it already cold long before that. And to make peace on a reason for being too busy, I have to struggle with that.
Tell me if I have done anything wrong.
Tell me if my words did not come out appropriately.
And just tell me if you just simply tired of me already.
She told me that she did peek on this blog once a while. I wonder if she still does.
And I recalled that I wrote before, I always too conscious to open up to any person because I tend to be dumped once I let down my shield.
It seems like m going through the dejavu….
Though it’s from her I expected it the last could happen.
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