Sometimes it hard to apologised for your own mistake it even harder to admit it. At times i just want to know why and how? At times i hope you may say out the things that trouble you... At times i just hope i can be there for you... it doesnt actually matter where and when or how... it only matter to me who and why?

Will you give a chance please? i'm tired of making this kind of accuse myself... i want to know the real story... haix...

When it times to go i'll go...
I reveal this secret to my very best friend which i hope they kept it for me...
I'm tired of following you around... and maybe i should stop for a while... I must control the urge of meeting you... Avoid the feeling of missing you and keep myself occupy...
Haix... Will i be able to do so?....

I always want to meet each and everyday if possible... but that impossible....ryte..
haix...

~it hard to explain things... it hard not to accept things...
~it hurts to know the truth...itx harder not to know it...