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THE LONELINESS OF EARLY MORNING


woke up too early..thought i could practice thes piano for the choir..haven't even touch the piano when wai seng came in n tell me i can't if there's no permission.


so made my way back to my room.. doing my interior lines sketch now..listening to songs.. remembering.

i m trying my best to give as much as i gave previously.. yet somehow the past has shaped my present. afraid of hurting myself. again.. but i m trying.. no.. i mean i m doing it.


a day few days ago marks the beginning n the end. growing out of the old n adapting to the new. somehow things are different..

of cos they are..



**listening to jim brickman's MY VALENTINE. yea. same song i posted here often.. if there were no words.. .. etcetc.



well. i better get back to my work.


STRANGER
every single cloud brings back memories of rejection, memories of a living person.
when we brushed against other, the tinest shortest moment. i understood everything have changed.
when i turn who can put back everything in place just like in the past?
eventhough the relationship is so recent n new, but still it ended.
its over, whats there to change?
the world is still turning.. unaware.
seeing love and snow all around me...wats there to wish for?
i m not sad nor upset anymore. i just wish you happiness with all my sincerity when i understand u only live in my memory.
i don't hate you anymore.. i forgave your brutal reasons.
when i understand the art of not loving, memories seem to heal me instead.
i don't hate you anymore, i m just grateful i still can't forget you.. n the memories.. i have kept them.
when i saw in your eyes, i don't see any recognition at all.. i m again a stranger.

i do not want to tell everyone i m innocent.. sometimes the guilty have feelings too.


~ETUDE IN E MAJOR.