Monday, June 22, 2009

Your Love.

Canadian boy,

This parting was harder then I thought. I've got everything that I want to say in that big note that I gave you. So I dont have to momentarily embarrass myself here.

I'll miss you. I swear I will. :)

Love,
Nuruljanna Marican (your Singaporean girl)

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Dilemma from Canada

di⋅lem⋅ma
  /dɪˈlɛmə/ Show Spelled Pronunciation [di-lem-uh] Show IPA
–noun
1. a situation requiring a choice between equally undesirable alternatives.

This noun I'm referring above to is what I'm feeling right now. I'm writing it here and not over the phone or over text messages because I know you visit this page so that you'll learn something new about me everyday.

Man,

What we had appprox. six years ago was beautiful. It was unforgettable, and I still think about the times when we young and foolish, when we were so much in love, so much in common. When we'll skip school and played soccer, and I'll meet you after class everyday. We were the ultimatum pair, we were unique, we were special, Man. We were.

Many years have passed since you went away, and many things you dont know of me because you moved on with your life and so did I. You asked me when you were half asleep whether I still love you till today, despite whatever happened between us.

I could only answer, "Maybe".

I swear whatever we shared when we were young was magical, everything just clicked between us. I never expected the circumstances to be bitter, Man. I didnt expect it all.

A friend told me, "When we were meant to be together, distance will only be an excuse". But my dear friend didnt know, I swore that I love him six years ago, but I'm unsure if it still implies in today's context. Maybe I did move on and look on for a better life for myself. A better episode to look forward to, and you weren't there.

An intellectual told me, "Love isn't about yourself, it's about him." Suddenly it clicked in me. Suddenly I know what I want to do in this week your in Singapore. I want to be with you.

But Man, don't get me wrong. I don't want to lead you on, because there's no chance in hell or heavens will end up together, I told you that and you could only nod in a reluctant agreement. A few seconds later, I see tears in your eyes.

That was my first time I saw tears in your eyes (your just as egoistic as me). Even we officially ended our relationship years ago, there wasn't a tear, why now Man? Why six years later there were tears in your eyes?

Man, we need to move on. Move on, because I know you'll meet the right one. And it's not me. Reality is cruel, but holding on to the past will even be more cruel to everyone around us. Man, I beg you, move on, but don't forget me because I still position you very high in my self-esteem.

I still have four days to redeem myself for yesterday. I'll make it right for you :)

I swear, I will never forget you, till eternity.


You Give Me Wing - Hady Mirza