Saturday, February 21, 2009
i've been thinking about those few chocolates that stood out and outshone the rest. I believe that they were the sweetest and best tasting candy that i would ever have, but some of them might be devoured by someone else. one of them brought me close to her, then she faded away. she'll be my dark chocolate. this girl likes someone, and i'm sick of hearing about that person. in time, dark slinked away from me, and i noticed that i could only talk to her properly when it was about this person that she likes. let's call that person Einjeru. anyway, she never smiles when i'm around. she's only happy when other people make her. and yet she can't smile nor laugh when i'm there. and she's getting, in my language, "maarte". i hate it. i can't believe such a thing can happen, because of Einjeru. argh.
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