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{ Dreamer }
Definition:

1. a person who dreams.

2. a person who lives in a world of fantasy; one who is impractical and unrealistic.

3. a person whose ideas or projects are considered audacious or highly speculative; visionary.
{ Marianne }

The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
It was always you.

{ Past. }

January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 December 2011 January 2012 February 2012 March 2012 April 2012 May 2012 July 2012 October 2012 January 2013 March 2013 July 2013 August 2013 January 2014 September 2014 January 2015 July 2015

{ Tuesday, January 15, 2008 }

They say that desire can cause heart attacks. Today, I know what it means.

Haha, blame it on my stubborn mouth. That I dont always dont say what I really want to say. So I type it out here but it's a bit too late. I really wanted you to come. I dont like being alone in the house. Its empty and so quiet. Well, let's try saying what I want to say. I need you. I want you. I dont mind. And I wont regret cos I know you're worth it. I love you. But all this couldn't come out. Recently I've been having urges. I dont want to be near you because I'm afraid I'll lose control. I've never had anyone hug me to sleep. I've never had anyone lie their heads on my shoulder and sleep. Not until you came along.

I really wanted you to be by my side. Cos an empty room can be so deafening. We dont even have to stay at home. We could go to the park or watch tv or stay in bed. We could take the day off tomorrow and just be together. HAHA. Fantasies. Darling, I want you. It's a craving. AND it's embarrassing. But I love you and I cant keep it in anymore so I'm letting it out. I'm not getting enough. LOL. I'm not satisfied.

So solemnity passes and this arrives. Burn my bridges one by one. Another lonely night. I love you and I miss you. All of you.


{ fin }