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Friday, April 10, 2009
Turning Point

WOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTT !! My prayers are finally answered siaaa. My tears was not for free. God really hear, trust me he does. Again, as usual, im often flooded with tears as i reminiscence. BUT today was slightly different. =) HE CALLED. MOHD ZAKY CALLED ! Yes, there's pile of hatred from within but yes too, i've missed him since we've broke our vow last october. It was never an easy route and five years it was but it was still brittle and unfortunately, ripped. The both of us has been in denial for months. I passed him a certain remarks that never were suppose to shoot out of my hole. regret ? NO. in fact, i added more. NOW, then i feel the ache. I realised that he's the only human being who HAS loved me more than anything he owned but i didnt treasure that most priceless love. If this is the only one chance i have, damn i swear, i'll never ever let it drip away.
I hope i get to see him this saturday, kiss, make-up and get to clear our journey hand-in-hand. But, it'll not be that simple. I know. I'll not even dare to think of it but i don't want to overlook it either. *sighs* Just a simple "sorry" for the starter. Long explaination + tears + emotions = very well done drama. The conclusion ? I'll let god decide. It's written. Just wait.

Will this light be any brighter ?

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