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© asepdf

May 16, 2009

One Saturday morning

....it was approximately 8:45 in the morning; I had my head on her shoulders, holding her in her arm; it was when then I shed my first tears for her.

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One Saturday morning, after my Friday night work, I decided to surprise her by heading straight to her home. Well, I think she wasn't surprised at all, as she was busy reading a book. As I entered the door, I asked her, "Why?" pertaining to what we've talked about last night, specifically to those words she said to me. She just said that she doesn't know. Then we've started talking about things. She suddenly got mad at me due to some reason.

At some point, she's been getting mad at me really quick over small things recently. She said because I've changed or whatever. She started being cold at me at times, which leaves me to feel being pushed away, once again.

I was seated right next to her. She's still reading the book, and it was approximately 8:45 in the morning; I had my head on her shoulders, holding her in her arm; it was when then I shed my first tears for her. I knew then that I was hurt.

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Where are we headed now?

All I know is that I love you. I don't want to lose you....

by asepdf | 11:27 PM | say anything?



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