Im sorry I lied

You asked If I still loved you 
And I quickly responded no
but the true feelings I felt 
Those you will never know 

I know you had her 
and we then fell apart
but you should have known
through it all you had my heart

Now Were over 
and I must confess
that when you asked 
the true answer was yes

But now you'll never know 
that I love you still 
Always have
and Always will


not my own poem.. I got this somewhere in the internet, and I couldn't remember what site it is.. 
~~sorry to the real owner.

What Am I doing?

September 21, 2011 we went to Mall of Asia for a seminar and there I saw a fountain where you can throw some coins and make a wish..

I wished that one day you'll realized that I still love you.. I know its no use, but I don't care..

 

A Letter For Him

Its been 9 months without you, but your memories in my head are still fresh, just like the wound you made. I couldn't believe that I was able to survive 280 days without you and YES! I'm very proud of it! but not happy. Before I go to bed, I always ask my self, "Where are you?" "are you happy?" "Did I ever cross your mind?" those are just some of my questions that haven't been answered, but there is one question that I know the answer for sure, "are you in-love with someone?" yes you are -deeply in love.

I never thought that seeing you happy can make me cry, just because I thought your happiness is right here with me. Well, I guess I was wrong. When I first saw your picture with your new girlfriend (in Facebook as your new profile picture) I couldn't breathe, I couldn't feel anything but pain. I cried all day and the next day until this day. The worst thing you ever did to me aside from replacing me with another girl is removing me on your list of friends in Facebook (how dare you!).

There was this guy in our school (when I was a senior-high), tall not like you, a good singer and an artist. I use him to move on but I failed. My conscience bothers me every-night and so I decided to leave him, but at some point I was attracted to him.

It was February 19, our prom night, this guy I was talking about became my escort, and my first dance. While we were in the middle of the dance floor, I cried and hugged him tightly because I was thinking of the moment when we were dancing and there was a weird music coming from the television, we didn't stop dancing even though the music is over (I don't know if you could remember).

As time passes, I was able to live with the pain, and it didn't took so long, I got a new boyfriend again. I love him but not as much as I loved you.. I don't know when we will be over, all I know is that my love for you stays though hope is gone.. I hope she is taking care of you, reminding you to always bring your umbrella when its raining and I wont forget my handkerchief (something I learned from you), when tears are falling..

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