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| Sunday, July 29, 2007 |
It's 3 hours pass 12am.
Today marks my last day over at BJ.
1 year, 8 month, 5 days.
I tried holding on to my tears, but I failed.
Lousy me.
It's just swapping of shops,
why are you so emotional?
BJ left me with too much memories,
like what Victor said, I've basically stepped on every single titles.
And the songs I'm listening to were played everyday at work.
Most importantly is the bunch of sweethearts I can't bare to bid goodbye.
We came from different backgrounds,
And build ourselves up as a team.
And one by one we went on our seperate ways.
I witness so many goodbyes,
but this is a heartache one.
I'm gonna adapt to a new environment,
when I'v name BJ my 1st home,
ain't compare with my own home.
There so many things I want to say,
but I do not know where to start from,
neither do I know where to end.
Feeling so down in the middle of the night,
and the song 'Hear You Me' by Jimmy Eat World kept playing on my playlist.
Was so looking forward on friday after night class,
but everything turned our sour.
I offered help to a tourist who's asking for direction,
and I got said by you for being 'helpful.'
You exected me to comfort you when you gave me the moody look,
but I failed to do so,
That's where our quarrel started.
You promised to watch' The Simpson' when it's on screen,
but you said I didn't understand you for not liking to watch it.
When I don't even know
and the tickets were a waste.
You told me you're stress,
and I'm always trying hard to find words to make you feel better.
You didn't always tell me what goes wrong,
but I'm always struggling to understand you.
I gave my promise to you,
stating that I'll always be by your side.
to lend you a listening ears, a support.
Maybe you just want to be alone,
maybe you don't need me at all.
Sometimes I just feel that I'm such a lousy girlfriend.
I'm not good at expressing myself.
Cause I'm used to swallowing everything down my throat
or kept it at the back of my mind.
And till one day I can't withold it,
I'll just burst into tears.
It's time for me to hide under my blanket
so long,
goodnight.
I was never good at goodbye.
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