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Break Up

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Break Up

I just broke up with my girlfriend.

Not.

But we did,pretentiously over MSN just now.Im not sure how that happened,but it did anyway.It occured after claiming that she already dumped me because i left for Malaysia,and we exchanged some last words to each other.She went offline afterwards after our goodbyes,but i typed the following poem out of impulse anyway.I swear,i dont know where it came from,but for some reason it sounds great.It must be the weather,and i sure hope that i am never going to need to use such a poem on her,ever.

You are offline,
Gone from my life.
You are already gone,
And I am ready to die.

Think about our memories,
Think about our fights
Think about the love,
And all that we cant leave behind.

Tomorrow will come,
When our love will wither and die,
Come back to me my love,
Like the very first time for the very last time.



Go,the poet me!

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