let go...

im sorraye ppl.
guess i shud juz b contented
wif wadd i haf ehs?!
i juz dun like losin thins ;
esp those tt contains
a certaiin value to mie...
bt wadd can i do if
they chose to leave.
i`ll juz accept ; maebe
its their choice.i cant stopp them
even if i were to pull.cliing on.dragg
them back.im juz nt capable of it.
their wills r wae stronger thn mine.
aniwae i can somehow apply
tt to the whole thingy of "spliitin up"
at the end of tis yr...
its no point holdin on
sometimes we juz gt to move on wif life.
cliingin on to the past ;
juz means livin in a
dimension of reminiscences.
euu can onlaye remember the bygones
euu dun bother abt the future.
there euu stae stagnant foreva
; like some madcap person
euu wan wadd tt had once beloong to euu
to be ur propertie foreva
-impossible or possible?!
its juz abt lettin go thins.
bt its gruelin...
the pain n anguiish abt losin
a dearez fwen.stuff toy.lurfe ones.
will ani1 b able to comprehend?!
life has to go on wif or wifout
such rubies.
there`s a eminent saein ;
"na de qi ; fang de xia"
its juz abt lettin go thins.
bt its gruelin...
if it was alot more straightforward,
thn there`s no such word as qualms
life wud b unproblematic ; free
thn lifes juz a bore ; no adversitie
*siighs* to0piid irony of life-


thnk euu von for everithin
i`ve alwaes vented myy anger on euu.
had hiigh xpectations of euu.
yet euu staed by myy side.
thnk euu.myy words mite juz b words.
im unable to show euu the gratitude
i sincerelaye haf towards euu.
sorraye n thnk euu.


class 2[four]`o5 ;
the memories we experienced together.
fo0tprints left behind.
luffter n cries n screams n scoldins.
its unferrgettable.
i noe no matter wadd there`ll still
b "2[four]`o5" in myy heart.
the souls of ours will remain as a whole.
thou the the of partin ish drawin nearer.
we will leave physicallaye
bt our hearts intertwine together.
well truthfullaye i cant bare to leave
2[four]`o5 . i admiit im nt strong enuff
to brave ahead.
i dunnoe wadd class i`ll gt into.
i dunnoe wadd kinda fwens i`ll miz wif.
i dunnoe wadd tchrs will b tchin mie.
its juz full of ambiguity....
i dunnoe wadd lies ahead.
bt i trust God as myy life has alreadaye
been plann by him.
n i wud thnk everi siingle 2[four]`ians
for all the memories euu left
imprinted in tt teeny weeny brain of mine.
*((: im happaye-

will the violins be playing? 15:21 ;