Doubt he'll read it. But i don't care. I'm just gonna say whatever i want.
Love is blind. I shall say AGAIN.
I'm hurt. Very hurt. Disappointed. Sad. Whatever word u can describe sorrow with, you name it, i'm feeling it.
My heart is like a vase. Not a priceless antique. But an old and abandoned one. It's chipped and empty.
It had been broken a couple of times. I managed to piece it back. But the cracks are always there.
Just as i thought i could put in some flowers (memories). Someone will knock the vase down. Then i' ll need time to piece it back all together again.
I don't give a damn 'bout how many girls u date before or after u knew me. I don't give a damn 'bout you trying to date my Best friend out. I don't give a damn that i don't feel genuinely loved at all. I don't give a BLOODY damn if people say i'm stupid to know that nothing can ever work out and yet i'm still trying.
I wanted to make this day memorable. To surprise you. For today, it'll be exceptional. I will do whatever i won't do in the past. Apart from sex (ha), i'm willing to do anything that pleases you.
Before meeting you, i was quite worried and nervous. I asked many of my male friends. What can a girl do to make a date memorable? What can a girl do to make a guy feel happy? I wanted to do all the things that my friends said.
I don't blame you. You're tired. It's my fault that i expected u to meet me today. It's my fault that i'm petty to feel disappointed. It's my fault that i wasn't good enough to make you like me more. It's all my problem.
I thank God for creating this opportunity for me to go overseas. For me to have time to get over you completely and to fix my broken vase again. Guess it's all fated.
I couldn't find any reason for me to meet you again now. Because certain things cannot be adjourned. Like the mood. It's gone. I guess there's no point.
No matter what. You will always be my friend. I will care for you no matter what. And I will still miss you. Hope you can become a big bro to me when i'm back
*** Hmmm.... No matter how many times my vase had changed it's owner. I know it's still waiting at a little corner. For the right owner, who will appreciate this piece of junk. Add some flowers to it. Make my little vase happy again.
-Sarah McLachlan - Angels
Spend all your time waiting For that second chance For a break that would make it ok
There's always one reason To feel not good enough And it's hard at the end of the day I need some distraction Oh beautiful release Memory seep from my veins Let me be empty and weightless And maybe I'll find some peace tonight
(Chorus) In the arms of the angel Fly away from here From this dark cold hotel room And the endlessness that you fear You are pulled from the wreckage Of your silent reverie You're in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort here
