The worst part in a love life
is sitting next to the man you love
and knowing you can't be with him...

This year
got to know a great guy
things seem blissful at first
until the religion barrier came up
then i knew, love has failed me once again.

However, things continue to be as blissfull as ever,
as time pass
feelings fade
i felt this is happenin to him
no, not me
for I still hold on to this hope
which is out of reach
football? games? frens?
words of comfort, definately not
deep down
I knew it myself
he prob erased my existence in his life

Now,
time certainly heals a open wound
but I still long for his presence...
The orange bar when he msgs...
the beeping sound of my phone...
Its not wrong to miss someone
but it is wrong for me
to ponder over something
Which I formerly
thought it shouldn't
be an important factor in my life

time will tell?
He will return?
I will find another one?
Maybe maybe...
still a long way more to seek the answer.