Thursday, February 12, 2009
Posted by: Beaux-y
Time: 10:20 PM
Comments: 0
DDM 1B01/1A01, I love you.

When he disappeared just like that for the numpteenth time, something inside me just snapped. That's it. Over. My wait for you ends now. No more. I don't care if there was hope, if it could have been. I have a life, and I am not going to waste it on someone who doesn't appreciate me when I am there. What's the point of thinking about someone who just disappears whenever he likes?

I still like him, but I have a stronger urge to just leave it there. To just let him drown like I did. To just let him go find some other girl that can make him happy. My quit is his loss. Go find some other girl who is nice, cute, and you know basic female traits. Pretty, shy shy, gentle and etc. I am not like that.

I am just fucking noisy man..

I had enough share of wasting tears on 'what-if's.


Let me share the things I love about you:

I like how you run your fingers through your hair.
I like how you remember our jokes.
I like how you traumatise me with your tongue.
I like how you play and tease me.
I like how you made faces.
I like how you look straight into my eyes when we talk.
I like how you are so high on something that is lame.
I like how just you coming to school brightens my whole day.
I like how you just smile that crooked smile when I tease you.
I like how you walk around, asking how others are doing.
I like how you make 'sick' jokes, and I just can't help but laugh myself to tears.
I like how you ponder and think about something.
I like the sound of your laughter.
I like it when you sing something with all your heart, no matter what language.
I like just knowing you are beside me/somewhere near.
I love how you dared to talk to me when I tried to avoid you.
I love how random you can be.
I love the way you scare me.

I dislike your sudden disappearance.
I dislike your love to speak in Chinese, when I am smack in the middle between you and the other person.
I dislike how sometimes you don't try to add into conversation.
I dislike how you just sometimes cut yourself off from other people.
I dislike how you make me feel when you don't come to school.
I dislike how you look so sad and I don't have the courage to cheer you up.
I dislike it when you want help, and I don't know how to help.
I dislike it when you just don't give a damn about me.

Whatever, as if you're gonna read. And if you are, I am ready to expect that you have no response whatsoever.

I dislike that my feelings is one-sided. I can tell by the way you treat me.

I like a lot of things about you, but oh sorry, I didn't see where you disappeared to.

I know. I am just a friend. All I am saying is, I want to let you know, you are handsome & charming in your special way. & an asshole in others.

But all the same, you are special.


And if you think its you, don't be cocky. Ask me first, cause it might not be you.

And why am I writing this post? Cause I might never get the chance to say this ever, if I wait too long.

Siti Aisyah
Sweet Seventeen.
Singaporean.
Capricorn.
Good Gone Bad
Play nice, & I'll give you cookies.

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Rest in peace, my dear. You are greatly missed.