11 March 2010 I'm always late,always.
1:59 AM

some times,
i pray hard to God.
to curse me with Amnesia
to take my memory away.
be it the good ones,
or the bad ones.
therefore,i told myself:don't remember what happen when you were together.don't remember the happy moments you share.don't think of the moments you kissed.don't think of the times you overcame all odds together.don't remember when you hugged in the cold.don't remember the piggy back rides.don't remember the dates you have been to.don't remember the places.don't remember the food.don't remember the bus rides.don't remember the betrayal.don't remember the pain.don't remember the fights.don't remember the messages.don't remember the late phone calls.But remember
Syazwan,
She was in your life.
She was your life.
on that date,
on that time.
She was there.
She was here.
if you speak of me,
if you ever mention about me,
Please say nothing bad.
But simply say this.
"He tried.But too late"
and nothing else,
please.this post,is nothing.i'm not trying to gain anything out of it.no sarcasm,no insulting,nothing of such sort.just pouring my heart out.and I'll go through this pain,Myself.
i am still waiting,but i don't know what i am waiting for.