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Putting the past down.
Jerlene.

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I love me, myself & I.
For God so love the world that He gave His only Child, Jesus Christ.

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Friday, 4 June, 2010 - 21:13
Caught in a bad romance,



















"Maybe what they say is true. There are those people you encounter in life whom you never really get over. Even if you meet others who treat you better and love you more, there is always that person you can’t quite completely forget at the back of your mind."


Saw your smile, you may be different now, but somehow deep within, I feel satisfied. Though i miss your smile, i miss the quietness between the two of us whenever we meet up, pushing each other to talk first, laughing at our silly mistakes, miss the way you used to look at me with those eyes that could talk, those eyes that showed tenderness and love, those eyes that could no longer showed such expressions no more, the care and concern for me, everything that we've been through, i really missed it. However, after that smile i see on this familiar yet stranger's face, i felt the contentness in me. Though i had the urge to message you again, but what's the point of it, when i'll simply just be going through another start of nothingness, another of an endless conversation.
I'm not sure if that was a coincidence of seeing that happy side of you or not. Just as I was thinking of you when I was at the place, remembering the scene once again, when it all came flashing back into my mind, there I saw your smile, I don't know how i recognise that stranger look of your's, but trust me, i did. I guess, its a good thing that i saw you, because everything happens for a reason. & now that I'm satisfied, thank you.

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