managed to make it back at slightly past 2pm, thinking that i could ask you out for lunch. and yet, looks like time and luck is not on my side.

everytime i think of you, 1001 things come to my mind, things i wanted to say so much, but don't have the balls to. because i'm afraid that you will hate me. yet there are things i will say, things like I've missed you the most when i was gone.

sometimes i wonder, if i should just leave you be, and not to care or be concerned for you. how would things end up? will you just take it for its surface impression and leave me be as well? or will you come back to me, saying you need me in your life?

all thesacrifices i made for you, i'm guessing they will never come back. you don't even know that i made sacrifices for you. or perhaps they just aren't worth enough to you. my time, my energy, my heart and soul. now i'm the one thinking, maybe i'm the expendable one here. gave too much, asked for too little. doesn't pay to be on my end.

sometimes i wonder if you even read my blog, where all my feelings are poured out here.




















NO. i don't think you do. 'cause if you did, you would know.