Because I am wondering. Can it even work out. Can it even last. Can it even remain strong despite the distance. Can you even keep your promise. Can I keep my promise. Your leaving might be the hardest to tolerate so far. But it's for your good. At least that's what i tell myself . You said it's for only 3 years. 3 years. The mere thought of it.
The very day you said you would try talking things out with your parents. Well, hope once again. But deep inside, i know very well, you are indeed leaving. Perhaps i have to tolerate that few months of waiting and waiting. Thank god for technology. But still, abit worried about everything. How do people even go through this shit? School's tomorrow. And there's goes one more day.
Tolerated so much. Emo-ed so much. Still, i talked to my blog. You gotta be busy doing so much stuff. You wouldn't even allow me to send you off. What will one day of missed lesson do?
Packing for you is the hardest thing to do. It's like i am sending you away. Alright! Back to what i am doing! =(
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