This is not a fairytale, face reality.

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010 @ 1:45 AM

Twelve hours.

I still remembered.. "12 hours"

I was cleaning my room and found your letters to me.

And as I was reading them, it gave me butterflies like the first time you let me read the note in your notebook at Punggol Beach. I read our past conversations on MSN, and letters you gave me. I kinda teared a little as I was reading them. It was tears of both joy and disappointment. Joy, because you're the sweetest guy I've ever met, and I've never had so much faith in us. Disappointment because I was the first person in this relationship to disappoint you. But all I can say is, I will try not to disappoint you in the future. I'll be the best girlfriend you ever had, that I'll promise. I miss you baby, I really do.

I hope you miss me too like how much I miss you. I'll see you soon love. Mwah.