Thursday, December 3, 2009

i feel the heartache.

He's a great friend. and He is a weird guy;

who loves every single part of you for being every single part of you on its own with nothing special because ‘you're everything special already’ he says.
who will miss you even if you guys have never met

who pretends dancing happily infront of his friends when in actual fact, his heart is piling up with sadness when he knows you are slowly losing your love for him and he is so in love with you.

who is the first guy that tells me he wanna marry someone(you) so badly

who will regret for the rest of his life if he doesn’t ask you for your forgiveness over and over again until you forgives him

Now because of his kindness and his eagerness to help these small pieces of human meat on earth, He has a broken heart - And the sound of a heart breaking isn’t poetic. It is hollow. It is tragic. It calls for rituals – the denial, the shock, the disappointment, culminating in hopelessness... Just like a shrinking white star slowly collapsing inwardly, with memory drawn from every breath a blow.

It’s like death without the sleeping part.

"It's like death without the sleeping part..."


can you forgive him?

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