those pure and innocent days;

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Sunday, November 05, 2006

screw myself
i keep having this urge to tell you how i feel
everything.

alright.maybe not everything.lets just censored away the sensitive part

if only i can be certain nothing will happen if i talk to you
if only i know you will not avoid me even more if i talk to you
if only i can be sure that our already-not-there friendship will not disappear even further if i talk to you

then i definitely will talk to you

come to think of it,i got nothing to lose anyway
i mean theres already nothing left for me to lose
isnt it?

be it sweet or bitter; 2:26 AM

my childhood.
xuezhen//*