pLaCe.WhErE.pOOh.rEsIdEs.

A fren mailed this to me….and realised how beautifully well this poem has described wad i was/am feeling…things hasnt been goot for awhile back…but am now slowly walking out of it…with still a lot of love in it…am slowly picking up the pieces all over again…and thanks to some fren(s) this time…im surviving "alone" all over again….time may not be right now…certain things may not have turned out the way its "supposed" to be…but believe that the future will be brighter and each dae is getting better…climbing a mountain is nv ez..sometimes we fall back a little..sometimes we’re left on our own along the journey…but if we nv give up…we will eventually reach the top and thats where we can enjoy the beautiful scenery of sunrise and sunset…this i truly believe and with it id carry this belief to take me thru the down times, be it with frens or alone….and someday id get to enjoy the view at the summit..with the special ones who have travelled this journey w me…the fighting spirit lives on forever..have always been a fighter and will always be….cheerz =p

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Over for now (only now):

I knew that someday it would have to end.
I knew Id eventually have to go back to calling you a friend,
Its killing me that now that the day has come,
If its for the best then where is this pain coming from?

I know that deep inside, this is what I had to do,
But its breaking my heart to walk away from you,
Im trying my best to appear strong,
But its hard when a part of me says that in your arms is where I belong.

I still love you with all my heart,
Thats not going to change even though were apart,
You were my first love and my first kiss,
There are so many of our special times that Im going to miss.

All the words I ever said or wrote still hold true,
But for now from a distance is where Ill be loving you,
I think you need me as a friend to help you through,
Because there are things I cant control that are hurting you.

Maybe we will be together again if it was meant to be,
But for now please dont stop loving me,
Even though Im not yours Ill still be here,
With a shoulder to cry on or a sympathetic ear,
The story of love can be quicker than the blink of an eye,
But our story wont be over until the day that we die,
Until we meet again.

-by benjamin tan (klang msia)

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