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Ishak Johari. 18 this year. 19 next year. 20 two years after. 21 three years.. Ah,you get the point.
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Friday, 24 July 2009
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I wonder what would happen to me if you hadn't said yes months ago.I wonder what would have happened if I hadn't gone after you in the first place.
I would still be that contraversial boy who can't just keep his mouth shut.
But things have changed drastically since the last four months.I've changed.Some of these changes I do,I do it for you,because I love you.Some of the other changes,it happened because of you.You see,I'm not really the kind of person that gives a damn about the people around him.But since you,I've opened my eyes and began to take notice of the people surrounding me.
But something else creeps inside this heart of mind.You know,all these times I've said about how it hurts when I have to go through one day without talking to you?It really does happen,you know.Like for example,this week you had to go out with your parents.I don't really blame you,but somehow,this stupid heart seems to ache every single bloody second.I once said that Family comes First,but now I wish I could take it all back.I know I'm being selfish right now.
I want to tell you about this dream I had.I would wait for you at the bus station of our school,and we will board the bus together.I would then sit behind you(not by your side,of course.We are still madrasah students.) and then I will whisper about how much I love you at your back.We could take turns and swap places,and then I'll accompany you all the way to your stop,before making my way back.I don't know if this dram will ever come true,but I'm secretly hoping it will.
I hate this.This feeling tortures me.But yet I can't seem to let it go.And when I am on the bridge of doing it,Bliss devours me.
I can't help it.
I miss you.
And I love you.
@ 8:01 pm