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am i going to lose you too? everything that i ever had of happiness, most of them fade away.. gone before i could keep it. would you go away too? would we fight? would we walk away and never say goodbye? would i be too afraid to hug you, to confess how much i love you? would i be alone, crying in the bathroom, with words that left unspoken, hanging in the air? would i die remembering you?
would i ever find you?
would you ever realise I'm beside you?
im just some kind of messed up blob of something intangible, something weird, sad, egotistical.. what am i to you now?
im going to lose my mind, sooner or later.
but this time, i would memorize you. even if you one day fade away, i would live in our memory. breathe our air, and sleep beside you.
nothing can make me forget you now. i can live forever, with you in my mind.
even if i can't even hear your voice anymore, soon or later.
your a part of me, that i don't wanna see.. but i don't wanna lose either.
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am i going to lose you too? everything that i ever had of happiness, most of them fade away.. gone before i could keep it. would you go away too? would we fight? would we walk away and never say goodbye? would i be too afraid to hug you, to confess how much i love you? would i be alone, crying in the bathroom, with words that left unspoken, hanging in the air? would i die remembering you?
would i ever find you?
would you ever realise I'm beside you?
im just some kind of messed up blob of something intangible, something weird, sad, egotistical.. what am i to you now?
im going to lose my mind, sooner or later.
but this time, i would memorize you. even if you one day fade away, i would live in our memory. breathe our air, and sleep beside you.
nothing can make me forget you now. i can live forever, with you in my mind.
even if i can't even hear your voice anymore, soon or later.
your a part of me, that i don't wanna see.. but i don't wanna lose either.
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Well, I love myself and sometimes I just wish I was like, Paris Hilton. Not PEREZ, that ugly journalist.
Anyway, I am pretty addicted to social life. I crave lazing around, and just hug everybody.
But of course, I don't dare to do that, cause people tend to assume wrong things.
I hate it when people like you and make you feel guilty, like it's your fault that they like you.
Get a grip, and all I wanted was just friendship.
Pretty much all of the things I do, I do sometimes out of fear, or love.
Usually its fear. But if I do the best things, it's love for sure.
Email: Email me, babe.
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Siti Aisyah
Sweet Seventeen.
Singaporean.
Capricorn.
Good Gone Bad
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