i don't know how i should start typing all these. initially, i thought i would not have felt anything. but actually.. i don't know. i hated you and that's the truth. i will always try to avoid you and hide away from you. i think you could see that during the campfire. i was very afraid to see you again. very afraid. although i threw away everything that you gave me, there were still some things that i didn't bear to throw up till now. when i started to read your blog again, many a times i asked myself if a particular something was referring to me. after the night, i thought about it. is this really what i want, not to see or talk to you forever in my life? i don't know. as i listened to the song falling out, my tears will inevitably roll down. and i thought i would never ever cry for you again, but apparently not. when i thought of you in the past, i would just be reminded of every bad memory i have of you and of us together. but after i saw you on sat, everytime i think about you i would be reminded of the good times we once had. everytime i have my mazarin meeting on sat at cityhall, suntec or marina square, i would fear of meeting you. i didn't know ow to react if i ever had to face you again in my life. there are still some things lying in my cupboard, things that i spent a whole month doing and wanted to give it to you as a present. but it didn't happen, and it's still there. till now, you still didn't know what it is. maybe you'll never know and i'll never have the courage to tell you that again. i put away everything you gave me in my cupboard after we broke up, but just when i came back from the camp, i took out the dumbo you gave me. i don't know if you rmb how much i love the dumbo, but when i took it out again to be placed on my bed, my tears rolled. i actually secretly wished you can actually see this post so that you'll know how i feel just like how i wanted to know how you feel....

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