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♥Thursday, December 10, 2009♥



a msged from him.
"My dear..i want to apologise if my words were harsh.but i have too.it was for your own good.looks like we were never meant to be.thankiew for the wonderful memories that we shared and had together.i want to apologise for everything i had done to u.i want to thank u for all the support u gave to me.i wish u all the best in life.and i passed my FTT."

im speechless.
i cried whe i read this msg.
maybe its true.
we are not meant to be together.
thanks for you support to me also.
memories.
everything.
we know each other on 1st november.
we talked a lot.
we talked about star.
what a coincidence,
we like green colour.
green tea.
dance (maybe)
cook.
my dream is to go shatec.
i won`t forget,you said that you will wait for me at shatec.
you bring me to meet all your friends.
our first date that we met at clementi.
our first holding hand.
our first kiss.
baby.
sayang.
mummy.
im gonna miss all that.
im going to miss the smell of you.
the laughter.
the tears.
do you remember when the aunty accidentaly touched your butt.
and then,i shout.."hello!!oi..!!"
you paid my taxi fare.
i came over your house.
tiramisu.
that was totally nice.
but everything is past.
it just a memories between both of us.
today..luqman hakim and i was just a friend.
our love story have come to the end.
this will be the last post about my love story with him.

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