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colours never lie
Monday, August 20, 2007


30 November 2004 - 17 August 2007.

2 years, 8 months, 17 days.

Goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend.
You have been the one, you have been the one for me.

Today, we finally ended it.
Much as it pained to let you go, I guess, that's the only thing to do.
I won't think about the negatives, I won't think about them.
I will remember the better memories, and keep the better you forever in me.

I'm glad we'll be friends, best friends in fact. I'm glad that we'll still hang out, talk, and carry on this special contact.
Remember your promise, and I'll remember mine.

I'll miss you, but it'll be for the better.

You won't be leaving my wall frame, and RPJ, FPJ, Regi Little, Garfat, all of them, will stay. I'll keep your watch on my wrist. You'll still be living in my heart, and I really hope, we'll end up the best of friends.

And when the day comes ( you know which day..), if it ever does, don't be afraid to come to me.
You know I'll always be there.

There're no goodbyes anymore, because we'll be friends, bestfriends.
But goodbye to Us, goodbye to the plans we had for our future.

And with this, I finally understand what bittersweet is.



Cookies and cream, Regi @12:42 AM