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Baby, don't say goodbye.

about me.
There's only one word to describe me.
Name: Shawn/Randy/Tatsuya
School:Singapore Polytechnic
Age: 17
Birthday: 14th May 1993

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Friday, November 19, 2010 { 8:50 AM }

Still alive. Still chasing. What else can i do? I mean i really do love her so much. But it's just me. As usual. She's not here today once more. Sick.

Yeah. i attempted confessing to her yesterday. But.. . I never considered the fact of if she wanted to listen to it. :(
I mean. it took me so much bravery, courage and adrenaline to say it all. But. . .

What can i do? Be sad? Yeah. i'm sad. why not? The muscle aches that i received from Wednesday's street soccer, is nothing compared to the heartache i felt when she did not wanna give me the chance to at least tell her. How i felt.

I'm selfish. I love her so much. I didn't care of how she felt. But i wanna give her joy. Pearchan's like my sunflower. I wanna be the sun, make her smile, make her happy. :) For her joy brightens my day. My mood.

Aishiteru, Pearchan. Take care, get well soon.

I feel like i'm so. Blank now. With nothing in my head, nothing on my mind.

At least she knows.