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Letting Go .

its a lot harder than it seems. You talk all day, everyday. You fall asleep on the phone together. You wake up to good morning texts. You think about them every second you’re awake then when you’re asleep, you dream about them. You spend time with them whether it’s in person or not. They soon become a part of your everyday life and you get used to it… Then all of a sudden, they leave. Most of the time once they’re gone, they’re gone for good. Meaning, no more late night calls, no more cute text messages (actually no texts at all), no more ’ i love you ’ ‘babe ‘ all of that. The first few days you will want to call, text, send them an ask, IM, really do everything just to talk to them and restore what’s “normal”. But, as much as you try,  things don’t change. The hardest part is letting go. You check their tumblr and facebook often just to see what they’re doing and also to see if they have someone new. This person that was once your everything is now just a memory. A memory that you replay over and over again in your head. You spend nights reminiscing in the said words, shared laughs, the kisses, all the good things that went on during the time you two were together. Letting go can take weeks, months, even years. Remember that this was just a fragment of time, a memory that will someday fade.

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I just don’t understand why I always screwed things that suppose to be perfect?

Why I have to be frustrated at that moment?

Supposingly I should be happy because we can celebrate the very meaningful moment together. But I just screwed it up.

Why do I complaint? Why do I show my tempered?

I really don’t understand myself.

I wished to cry badly now, but I just can’t.

Everyone is celebrating at their own house right now,

My family are celebrating together in grandma’s house.

Only me alone, staying at home.

Don’t wish to see anyone right now, to prevent them from asking me anything.

I just don’t feel like talking now.

Sound of fire crackers are everywhere,

Beautiful fireworks in the sky.

But I just can’t seems to be happy.

I’m here alone, facing my computer.

I screwed everything, yes, I screwed everything.

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Awwwww.. baby u r the one

leilockheart:

Dear _______, Sincerely, _______

you are very late always, duhh

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heartgrenade:

Letting Go .

its a lot harder than it seems. You talk all day, everyday. You fall asleep on the phone together. You wake up to good morning texts. You think about them every second you’re awake then when you’re asleep, you dream about them. You spend time with them whether it’s in person or not. They soon become a part of your everyday life and you get used to it… Then all of a sudden, they leave. Most of the time once they’re gone, they’re gone for good. Meaning, no more late night calls, no more cute text messages (actually no texts at all), no more ’ i love you ’ ‘babe ‘ all of that. The first few days you will want to call, text, send them an ask, IM, really do everything just to talk to them and restore what’s “normal”. But, as much as you try,  things don’t change. The hardest part is letting go. You check their tumblr and facebook often just to see what they’re doing and also to see if they have someone new. This person that was once your everything is now just a memory. A memory that you replay over and over again in your head. You spend nights reminiscing in the said words, shared laughs, the kisses, all the good things that went on during the time you two were together. Letting go can take weeks, months, even years. Remember that this was just a fragment of time, a memory that will someday fade.

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I just don’t understand why I always screwed things that suppose to be perfect?

Why I have to be frustrated at that moment?

Supposingly I should be happy because we can celebrate the very meaningful moment together. But I just screwed it up.

Why do I complaint? Why do I show my tempered?

I really don’t understand myself.

I wished to cry badly now, but I just can’t.

Everyone is celebrating at their own house right now,

My family are celebrating together in grandma’s house.

Only me alone, staying at home.

Don’t wish to see anyone right now, to prevent them from asking me anything.

I just don’t feel like talking now.

Sound of fire crackers are everywhere,

Beautiful fireworks in the sky.

But I just can’t seems to be happy.

I’m here alone, facing my computer.

I screwed everything, yes, I screwed everything.

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