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Saturday, November 24, 2007

Its Saturday night, and, I'm just not in the mood. ='(

I feel like crying. And, I just wanna scream my lungs out. But, I just cant. I know, everything was my fault. I didn't expect it to turn out this way. I know how you felt. But, I just dont know what else I should say. No use explaining. Cause, whats done, cant be undone. I know, I was at fault. I admit it. And, I'm sorry.

I've been crying. Right after you hang out the damn fucking phone. As if, you're talking to a stranger. I know, you're hurt. But, must you go this far and treat me like a stranger? I never felt like this before. I know, you loved me. But, I'm really sorry. What else I should do to make you forgive me. Even if you dont accept my apology, its okay. I wont force you.

I got no one else to talk to. No one. I didn't call anyone. Or, talk to Mommy about this. I just dont have anyone to talk to. I need someone to talk to. I dont know how I should explain things. I'M SO DAMN SORRYYYYYYY..

Now, everything is over. I just got to accept the fact. I got no one to call me, 'Baby' or 'Wifey' anymore. Cause, there's only ONE you. & not TWO. I just hope all the best for you. I wont disturb you anymore. I know I was at fault. Takecare. Thanks for everything. And, sorry for hurting you.

I dont expect you to forgive me. But, I just want you to know that I'm sincere.

P/S : Everything is over. & I gotta accept the fact..