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Sunday, April 03, 2005

Call me, will you? When it's time to say "goodbye".

its funny
the way i cry
for you

its funny
they way i care

its funny
even
when we both hug
and cry
together

its funny
why i'm still
holding on

its funny
how i'm typing this
for someone
who will never see it.

Why do i bother. Please tell me why. Why you refuse to look at this. Even give it a try. i know it's nothing much. but i've put my heart and soul into this blog. yes it might be full of 'crap', like what you say. indeed. no heart to heart messages here. no life-and-death situations going on.

"Nothing that you would tell the world that you wouldn't tell me."

Dats what you say.

Would it kill you to just utilize the few muscle fibres in your fingers to click on my blog's URL? Oh for goodness sake it's even in your Favourites! Would it kill you just to take a look at this to make ME happy? Would it?

It's really not about how this page looks like. Really not about what i say.

Its really about you, wanting to know why i'm so into blogging. why i bother spending so much effort to do this page up.

it's really about YOU wanting to know more about ME.

but obviously you think you already know enough.

Or perhaps that's true. That you already know enough. And it's time for you to go away. For i'm a book that's been read too many times. Like the Yellow Pages at phone booths. All tattered and torn. With a font that's too torturous to read. Too troublesome.

Too heavy. For your liking.

Perhaps it's time to say goodbye.

perhaps.

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