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{Tuesday, December 06, 2005.My Past and u}

My Past and You
(Been down to memory lane at EC and here i am..=)

Remember those days when i used to bully u?
Remember those days when i disturb u?
Remember those days when i irritate u?
or just remember everything i did to u.

Its hard to accept and hard to understand,
when last time i wuz totally craze and not ur fan.
Back then we are just like normal frenz,
but now looking back,time is like a pile of sand.

Sand of times without knowin the outcomes,
our inner feelings divided us like a big shield.
We were young and immature back then,
never think much and never think deep.

Still remember those times in class,
where u were so into basketball sport!
or still remember those 1st few dissed,
when ppl though u wore pants' like a dork?

And me however were so the typical Mat,
wif an accent cum lame funny speech,
all attired in tappered pants' and brown hair,
also not to forget all those weird class shriek!!!

Those were the times we were so different.
Only by sense of friendship we were bond.
Now all grown up and i have learn,
i want u to be wif me and not be gone.

Last tyme by one arm length we were separated,
now, holding u close warms my lonely heart.
Last tyme u and ur belief i nvr respected,
now,i just like to look the way u really are.

"Look at this photograph,
everytime it do makes me laugh.
This is where i went to school,
cos it aint like nothing i got to do."

Courage ,to tell and explore our fearless fear,
Love,a hard singular noun yet endless.
Hope,for u and me to achieved for the best,
and Trust,the Key to all relationship that will always last.

Thus here and now is where we are,
trying to shape a new bond between us.
U and me has a common thing to agree,
For Courage, to Love,Hope and Trust.


-For You and Only You-
(damn i cld be so emo sometimes....i hate dat..well...)


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