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Wednesday, February 13, 2008

today, i just realized...
i've forgotten how he sounds like
i've almost forgotten how he looks like
i've forgotten how gentle he was
i've forgotten how it feels like to be with him

instead
the memories of him are being replaced
with a new sound
with a new type of gentleness
with a new face...

i can't allow this to happen
not when i've gotten so far to forgetting
forgetting that i was dreaming of a wedding there
forgetting of the promises he made to see the stars with me
forgetting that he wanted me to visit his country'
forgetting that i almost wanted to marry and migrate there

this is the one thing that i've always never wanted to happen
never to meet a guy like him
never to meet a guy from his country
never to meet a guy that has an attitude like his



what am i going to do?
i don't want to feel this way anymore