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In the presence of him, you pretend to ignore
him, and look away.
But hoping that he'll look your way.

But when he is no longer there, you look
around to find him.
And get so disappointed to know that he
is gone.

Although you are talking to someone else,
your eyes are fixed on him.

Everytime your handphone beeps,
you hope to see his name..
When it's not him, you get so depressed.

When your phone gets quiet, you have the
temptation to sms him.

When he doesn't reply, you let your
imagination run wild and get so sad.

Cos you feel unimportant to him. And
sometimes wonder,
if he had even forgotten your existance.

Three quarters of your handphone inbox are
his smses.
And you find yourself unable to delete any
one of them.
When you really have to, you feel
your heartache.

You worry if he would fall for someone else,
And it hurts when you know that the person
will never be you.

You find yourself getting so affected by just
one word or action from him.

You swore for more than a hundred times
never to sms him again,
but found yourself sending a message,
and the receipient, is him.

Many times, you force yourself to stop liking
him,
But found it even harder than killing yourself.

You try to convince yourself, that you dont
like him anymore.
But find the person on your mind to still be him.

While you are reading this, the one that has
appeared on your mind, is him, right?

It is tired to live in pretence and lies.
You cant avoid it.
Love is cruel.
It hurts, almost all the time


whoa. rather nice right?