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Kane Nobuhiro
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".... It's when I'm standing right here, and you're just there a few metres away from me and I'm unable to find the words to tell you how much I love you and how much I miss you that I just feel like screaming to the whole room that I'm still in love with you. It's when I'm sitting alone with the phone in my hand, dialling your number and then hanging up, that I would trade a thousand tomorrows just for one yesterday. Then I could just call to say goodnight. It's when I am really sad about something and I need someone to hear me out that I realise you're the only one who could understand me. It's when I cry myself to sleep at night and it hits me how much I would give, to hold you at that very moment. It's when I think about you that I realise, I don't want any other girls in this world. I sweear I don't want. I just want you. Just you. "
And every 9th of the month, I can't help it but feel really sad. It's like I feel really lost all of a sudden, wishing that everything that I'm facing now was just a mere illusion and that it would be okay at the end. What makes me to hold on up till now is the mere thought of ...
'if it's not going to happen tonight, it's perfectly okayy. I'm sure everything's gonna be fine by the next 9th.'
But, yeah. it's only tonight that finally the thought strike me, after so long. the question of ... 'Until when, syai?' If I'd known from the start that this is how my life is gonna be, I swear to myself I would never have open my heart to fall in love in the first place. But I guess, this is life isn't it.
Gosh, I freaking miss you so badly. No amount of words can describe this feeling of emptiness that I've been feeling ever since you walk out from my life. And seeing how you have completely moved on and those pictures of the two of you, I just can't help but fake a smile infront of the rest. And all I could muster was a... 'Well, at least she's happy...'
I guess I just still dont get the idea of letting go.
And as the clock strikes 12midnight tonight, I lay down on my bed just staring outside the window, I whispered to myself.... ' it could have been our 11th together, awaq. '