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Copied from a book.
This seriously reads my mind. I'm so helpless now. LOL. Of course, this might not mean anything to any of you, but to me it meant a lot. Too good to forget. Too much to say, but i don't know how to face you.
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Nevermind, I've deleted the whole lot of words I've typed out just now. I'm just feeling so confused, and unhappy now. I keep telling myself: "Hey, it's over! Stop think and focus on your studies! You can only pray that this feeling would fade away." But no, I failed to do so. Somehow I want to say so much, wish that you would be like the past, sitting down, cooling me down, comforting me, telling me everything would be alright. Nevermind nevermind. I should know we aren't meant to be. No point being so bothered by you when you might have already forgotten how much i once meant to you. (I wish you see this, i wish that we can start all over again. You would never know how much you have affected me. I don't wanna lose you though i've already lose you.)
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Why is everything turning back to how it is when I'm almost half way there, to be on my own? My first love story.