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10 December 2005

i've had a nice dream yesterday. an extremely short but pleasant one. and for the first time, it was about wabbit. it was so sweet. so so desired at this point of time.

this time i wish that dreams really do come true.
REALLY.
i really do. so desperately, i do.

i'm feeling mad and terrible.
MAD at myself.
REALLY.
CRAZILY.
i'm so tired apologizing.
but that's all i can do.
i wish you would reply today. really.
i pray and i dreamt.
i hope everythings gonna be fine.

i wanna fall asleep back into my dreamland where i feel so safe and loved.
each time when i wake up, i was brought back to reality.
feeling the anxiety and madness.
waiting and still waiting.
i wish he had read all these.
but i doubt so..
i'm feeling the anger within, angry with myself.
for just causing all these.

it's been a long time since i last felt like that.
i'm so tired now.
so tired; literally.
i've never felt hungry since then.
my only hunger was for him to reply me.
but he never did.
for the first time, i WANTED him so bad.

12:06 PM


wendy
twenteen
sajc uoL



when the tough gets going
just keep walking