You.

You're the one i miss most when i feel down or lonely. Even when it ended the last time, I still grasped at straws to remain connected to you.. even if it was only through your blog.

How many times did I pick up the phone wanting to call you? Countless.. but I knew that it would be crazy because the feelings had changed and that you had found another. I looked at the photos, the entries wishing i was by your side sharing your laughter and frowns. But I didn't dare call because that's just me.. quiet. So to fill the void in me, i went out and tried to find a replacement. But only got hurt instead, because no one could even come close.

Even as I'm writing this. I know that the person I'm writing for is you, yes, even the entries about other stuff.. all the way back to the entries about the countries I visited. I remember very distinctly the setting of my entry about Auckland. It was my first flight alone and I was thinking of you in that cold dark computer room in the hotel. I was miserable, but always, always, whenever I logged on to a computer overseas, the very first page I would visit was your blog. Call me silly or stupid love, but whenever I get a comment from you, my heart jumps. I love the sweet notes and msgs and letters. You know, I was packing my room yesterday night and I took out the letters you wrote me right from the start of our first relationship. And the memories( good ones) came flooding back. I'm a simple girl, just opening my heart to you, asking you to love me. I don't need an ipod mini or anything grand from you, because all I want is you.

Just a comment, a love letter or a simple msg makes my day...

Yes, this entry may not make much sense but i guess it's just like me. I'm not without fault and senseless sometimes.. or most of the time, I know I'm hard to love. But believe me, all I've ever wanted is to make it with you.

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