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THE BLOG! :) obviously, but also to a world of wonders and mysteries
that are to be unraveled because that's precisely what SHE (or rather
me,) is all about. if you know me, welcome to another side of me.
but if you don't know me, it's okay. i still welcome you into a world of me
and what happens. i'm not anywhere near perfect, but here is where
i share my experiences and learnings. hope you'll be blessed reading
my entries!
LOVE YOU!
Wednesday, October 07, 2009

finally found the courage to open the present you left behind.

it's been probably three weeks and your present has been lying on the floor, in its box. i never opened it because i didn't think it was fair that i had my present and you didn't have yours. but in the next few days, i'll be finishing yours, and you'll finally see what i've been working so hard on. hopefully, you'll like it and feel all the love that's coming from me. not the kind that you pretend to have, but the love that really exists. i've decided to stop running away from my own feelings and pretending to feel confused because somewhere, deep in me, i know that i've fallen for you.

i just didn't want to admit it and end up hurt.

but i figured that getting hurt would be sooner or later. i'd rather sooner than later. you make my heart skip a beat. you make my day that little brighter. and one day, even if when the day comes and your answer is no, i know that i'll have wonderful memories to keep with me. i see them all over my room now. and i know that they'll still be there in the future.

bahh. time to sleep.
essays have been keeping me awake for too long.
and so have you.