Saturday, Jan. 08, 2005 - 8:04 p.m.
Sorrowful
Its really too painful to say anything.
Theres really nothing to say.
I can only say I miss you.
Well, I love you too.
And till you come back,
Sigh.
Everything is gonna change.
For we are no longer that young
No longer what we used to be
No longer that unbrindled and free
Everything we fear above all.
We are slaves of society.
But in spite of it all, thank you for the flowers you gave me three hours you went army. Thank you for coming all the way and surprising me. Thank you for thinking of me. I guess thats one up in your favour. Oh Russell, will we never go back to what we are?
P/S I'm on a hiatus now. Cos I got no mood to write. Depression isn't really that good.