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Thursday, February 05, 2009 | Thursday, February 05, 2009
she has to know how i feel
I gone to ur blog,
i'm glad that you responded,
and i'm sorry if my message has hurt you.

you have expectation of me,
so do i?
just when i thought we shared the same belief about how a friend should be, i felt so abandone.
i have to admit that i seriouly do not know what is going on,
because you cut me off TOTALLY from you,
told me that you went aust,
refuse to return call,
don't reply my message.
i really DO NOT know what else i can do.

maybe i should not do anything,
because it always take two hands to clap.

calls and greetings when we were in china,
things that we shared,
soccer trainings that we attend together,
encouragement that you have gave me,
and train rides together back after every training.
you were my good friend,
i guess i should be thankful for that.

thanks for that part of my good memory in my bad poly life c.

Atleast i know where it ends.
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