i have some random thoughts now.told kel about someone.ok. don force me to ask who am i talking about because i swear i will not tell.it depends.anywaytoday,i think i saw him.but is it him?because i only saw his backview.i dont know whether it's him or not.but i have this feeling that it's him.because somehow my heart went pumping like mad, when i just only see his back view.so it might be him.i was wondering.why dont you just look backbut somehow i feel that he must not look back because i was eating,and i fear that my corners of my mouth is dirty, so i rather not see him.but having second thoughts.why dont you just look back
if u just look back, no matter how dirty my mouth is, im gonna smile back to u
and call for your name.
i will.
but he didnt.
disappointed. just told kel about this issue, and she immediately show me this blog.and my heart totally pump like mad once again.quoted from princeofdamnation
You’re sitting on a high chair in the window of a café,watching people pass on the pavement outside,when a pretty girl in a black skirt suit walks by.
“If she turns back to look, it’s meant to be,” you tell yourself.
Her fast, confident strides take her up the street quite quickly. You keep looking as she moves further away, your eyes focused on her long black hair, silently willing her to turn around.
And she did!imagine this whole matter is being replaced by his name. this paragraph just reflected what i feel now. this is so 'oh my god'totally reflecting what i am feeling,that's exactly what i am hoping that he will just turn back to realise that someone is actually staring at his back confirming whether it's him or not.every daywhen walking down the lane,i always hope that i will see him.i really hope so.be it in front or behind me best of all, beside me, he will just notice me around him all the time.i know this time i didn't wish hard enough,next time i will.i will use all my mind power, to psycho him around.so ppl, dont ask me who is he, because im keeping mum about it. whatever wild guesses you are guessing, it's not. you will never know who is it.
if you listen to the rhythm of the pouring rain...
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