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Monday, October 31, 2011
Just because; And i forgot what's more important. @ 12:30 AM

Hey.  I totally forgot, we use to sit by together wishing we could do things that kids do during festive(s) out there. You know. We can't dress up like faeries, neither can we layer up because Singapore's too hot. I forgot how important you are to me, and how the little things that should be important - i thought not. Because i was too occupied with anger and what else clouding my sight. I am sorry.
You might not think it's you i am apologizing to, but its you.

I have to give it up. It's a little too much for me to control or change. I can always surprise you, i can always listen to you and instead of showing how much i understand or care, i prefer to make you move on/ not thinking about it anymore/ laugh. Because sitting on it is not going to change it, and if you can't change/control it, let go. :) At least, You are doing it with me. :)
But i realize it doesn't satisfy you. What should i do? I am insensitive and so are you. Both of us. How?
Let go. Let go.

Ima fly to somewhere you never thought you knew, until you are ready and have come to join me.

Love, Suie.



When whispers no longer survive;




Happy.
Because there's you and me.