Our story is different. I am not someone the world may see as. I am not someone that your friend might see.
Would you not see, I would not let u get hurt as much as this.
You may listen to her, and you rather listen to her than to trust me.
Not everyone is the same. I know how it ends, and I am ready for whatever comes in our way.
Why hurt like this? To know how you feel for me hurts me even more. I rather not know.
Let’s create our own story; it will not be the same as what you heard. Listen to me. Hao mah?
Just listen to your heart, not others. Hear my heartbeat...its true...i promise, it wont hurt.
5 comments:
hmmm :)
u'll guess dou de....shhHHH...
eh, i cant comment on your poem site la. need to use my google account and that account is for homework only lmao, so i wont comment there.
Your latest work though - bitter sweet and just my cup of tea. :/
woo...u've read it...its ok though u din comment there...it may seem lifeless..but thx for commentin here...lol..
hmm...bitter sweet...i am inspired...
how long did it take for you to catch up my new poems ha? hahaha...
LOL. You seem to forget that I'm a speed reader.Haha :P
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