Tuesday, July 28, 2009


Like dried petals, you lose your scent.
Felt so wrong to weep, I'm like so weak.
I missed the best part.

Thank you for keeping that picture,
Thank you for keeping the hair-style which i liked,
Thank you for trying to help me fulfill what I've always wanted.
Thank you for all the assurance.
Thank you for flaunting even tho' i was fat & ugly.
Thank you for the cushion and the rose.
Thank you for doing what you hate for the sake of me.
Thank you for not lying.

Thank you for... loving me.

These, time will never bring it back.
Even if it was meant to be a lie...

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