urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:altheria_lingaltheria_lingaltheria_lingaltheria_ling2009-07-19T14:46:39Zurn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:altheria_ling:80715th July 2009 Wednesday2009-07-19T14:46:39Z2009-07-19T14:46:39ZThis is a very memorable day, I guess. He broke up with me on that very day. I started to think, perhaps I should not have talked to him, perhaps I should have kept my big mouth shut. But it happened. All along he wanted a break-up. And all the while, I was telling myself, I must have trust in him, he loves me, I should stop talking about negative things, but all the while, my gut feeling was right. He does not love me anymore. He does not love me long ago. I wanted to be the one who will be with him, no matter what problems he encounter in the future, but he doesn't. All the while, I thought he still loves me, but his actions, his laughter, his words were all lies. He wanted to leave.<br /><br />I love him. So.. I must stop his unhappiness and agree to his break-up. He can let go of me so easily.. of someone who loves him the most.. He can hurt me so deeply... without taking one last look at me... I wanted to make him the happiest person on earth.. Haha.....<br /><br />At least I still know that my friends do care..