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Do you believe in fairytale? I still do not know if I do...
But I believe in us, our story and I am committed to write the world best love story with you.
when he's gone.


so he's gone. not forever. just for the day and the night and the day tomorrow. he'll be back tomorrow. i just realize that neither any of his brothers including he himself weren't looking forward/wanted/very the enthusiastic to go at all. the youngest i don't know cause he is still a kid. the third one wanna go club with his friends than going for the trip. the second one was looking forward more to rock climbing. the big one who is my one lagi tak mau pergi. but he promised me to play snooker tomorrow night. or go yum cha. or come and look for me then we drive aimlessly.

but it seemed like forever. he fills in my empty time. we crap a lot of unnecessary topics. from nature to politic. from what i hate to what he likes. we kept on repeating topics and it never seemed to grow a tad bit of old. i don't know what to type anymore =) enjoy your trip baby boo.

When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through the day
And make it OK
I miss you.

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