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Changes Thursday, October 2, 2008 9:10 PM | 0 notes
"Things have changed for me
and that's ok,
I feel the same, I'm on my way,
and I say,
Things have changed for me, and that's ok.."

I saw him, it's so close but he's so far way. I keep starring at him, the branches are getting thicker and thicker then at a blink of an eye, he looked at me with a meaningless look. Then, tears ran down into my face as I witness how she took his hand and walk away. I've made a last glimpse of him until he finally vanished. After that, darkness filled my head. I woke up. I'm late for school. My feet is still numb. And my head is still wondering about that horrifying nightmare. It's already six o'clock in the morning. I scuttled into the bathroom. I wore my best uniform and I hurry up to go to school before my teacher closes the door. I put my best face before I entered the classroom. I saw him, and for the first time it's ok.
I think, that was the last. I've changed. I'm not who i am yesterday. I've totally accepted the fact that he's not the lone. He is not. No he's not.
As I walked through that path way, I saw them, together. I smiled, I tried to conceal the pain, but I asked my self, is it pain? or I'm just a little paranoid. I didn't fall, no I didn't. The feelings I used to have for him, had no longer there. And for the first time, I really don't care.
As the twilight came upon that day, I've realized that I've totally changed, time heals. I'm smiling again and laughing heartily. That was the end, that dream was the end, no more, no more. And as I laid back my head, little voices from my ipod sang a song.. things have changed for me, and that's ok...
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