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Tuesday, June 05, 2007 || 8:09 pm
I'm glad it's over.
No more broken petty promises, no more tug of war of love, no more shedding of tears for you.
I want to be strong as I want to be, but it's seems that i can't.
It's makes me wonder, what i did to to deserve this bitter-sweet experience.
I really did enjoy the times we had together, but what came with all that happiness, came sorrow and unhappiness.
Yes, you've stolen my heart, and you shattered it quite a number of times too.
And yet, you always seem to bandage it perfectly, giving me time to heal.
My life would never be the same without you.
You made me open my eyes wider, seeing the world in another different perspective.
I've grown up.
Tears have dried up.
I'm not the same person as before.
I'm quite relieved actually, I've cast of the mulling, heavy skin of mine.
And what's left are bitter-sweet memories of you and I.