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Wednesday, December 26, 2007, 9:43 PM

I want to tell you "I love you" one more time.
 I want to see your smile light up the room,
 filling it with such an energy it makes me feel alive.
I desperatly wished I could hold you, kiss you, feel you again.
 I wanted to share the tribulations and joys of life with you,
 but now all I yearn for is the pain to stop, for these tears to stop falling.
 All I wish and pray I could do is turn back the clock to that fateful hour
 when we said our goodbyes, and convince you to stay.
 As time goes on, the clock becomes my enemy,
a constant reminder of the hours, the minutes I am here without you.
 With every tiny tick of the minute hand,
my heart fragments a little more,
and the shards get washed away by the river of tears that flows so freely.
 I wanted to tell you "I love you" one more time,
 but instead I stood there looking into the cold earth,
and say my final goodbye.


it didn't go well today.
i couldn't win over ur heart.
i couldn't make u stay.
i felt it was pointless, when i realized that u had firmly made up ur mind.

i'm moving on.
it hurts to. but that's how it has to be.
everywhere i go, ur thoughts gush back into ma mind.
i tell everyone, "am ok. it happened for the best".
but deep inside, i yearn for you.

i'm preparing to heal ma wounds.

don't worry sweetheart. you didn't break me. you destroyed me. && i still love u.