oh! and ive gained 1 kg! im 57kgs now. haha. n is tt an 8pac i see? lol. frigging happy eh. my back is superr beeeaaauuuttiiffuuuulll.heh. n yep, my ego is as big as ever.
this poem has no title coz jeanette could not think of one suitable enough
6/18/2007 11:33:00 pmwe all noe how i suck at coming up wif a title for me works... bt i tink tis one takes e cake. haha.
toot. it has no title coz jeanette could not think of one suitable enough.
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saying goodbye is always the hardest part
learning to live without, and making a new start.
sometimes it hurts, to look back into the past.
wondering why we couldn’t make things last.
our paths don't cross, that much we know
we both want to fly, live our dreams, let them grow.
our feelings have been changing for quite some time.
neither wanted to admit it, we both felt it was a crime.
the promises that we had made, neither wanted to break.
we both wanted to give, neither wanted to take.
the ring on my finger, a thousand words it speaks
yet when i listen close, not a single sound it leaks.
removing the ring was painful, didn’t expect it to hurt so much
it was stuck, as if only to come off with your soft touch.
a passion never requited, a love with no goodbyes
a life without each other, a relationship based on lies.
so this i say to you my dear, as i begin the walk away.
i'll always look back in fondness; in my heart you will always stay.
i’ll remember you for always, and love you forever more.
but the time has come to say goodbye, and walk out the door.
i’ll always miss your laughter, and the warmth it brought to me,
this memory ill keep dear and close, with me it will forever be.