>>> fret , wet, dead



She idolised me, i was her emotional pillar. i talk to him almost everyday, he knew all my secrets, he is my best friend. They were the best people i've ever known. i wished i would have stayed on longer to take take a second look at every single soul who have touched my life, but when i looked down, i saw nothing but trees and paths and people. it was a neighbourhood teeming with many people. i spotted a family of five. mom, dad, two boys and a girl. they were enjoying themselves then. The girl had a terrible laughter and she was fat. but everybody loved her for that. I smiled because it made me think of the past when i was just like her. in another corner, i saw a girl receiving flowers from her guy. she just couldn't stop herself being happy for that. i was amazed to see that such a simple act of love from the guy could make a girl feel so blissful. i hoped i was her.

i turned my attention to my phone. i gave him one last chance to apologize. whether is was his fault or not does it really matter? why is he still so adamant bout it?

i waited.

three minutes passed. i'll give him more time.

five minutes passed. i'll give him more time.

an hour passed. i think he is busy, maybe he have yet to take a look at the sms i sent him.

two hours passed. he doesn't really care does he?

three hours passed. okay, that's it.

i took off my shoes and placed them nicely by my side. i turned to my left where my little apartment is and waved at it. i thought of my dad, the greatest people of all. my brothers who accompanied me walk through the different stages of my life. i miss them and will miss them.

i climbed onto the wall that has been seperating me from the open space for years.i leaned against a pillar. looking again at my handphone. he really didn't bother. i felt a drop of tear against my thigh. i contemplated the majestic sight. but i wasn't satisfied. i didn't want all this. all i want is him to stand right before me and tell me things i'd like to hear from him. before i knew i was crying for him.
my legs were hanging over the wall. all i have to do now is to summon enough courage and strength and my job is done. i don't know why am i hesistating. why ? Just then i heard my handphone rang.

it was him.

at first he shouted over the phone. then i shouted over the phone. we shouted everything out. finally i said sorry. he said it too.
by right i should forgive him. i did. however i don't know why my heart is still aching. and i am still crying....

i peered down. i still think maybe i should go ahead with it.
before that, i sent him, '' when sorry is unable to heal wounds anymore, it probably means that everything is over . i'm sorry. i love you."

she jumped.



>> this story have yet become a reality.. but it might be afterall

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wishlist
birthday's on 21st oct..thanks people..*smirks*

l.MP3--at least 4gb and no CREATIVE please

2.a brand new wardrobe( packed with new clothes)

3.wait till i think of stuff

lastly, a stupid idiot 24 hours available for me...



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