Memories...
Sunday, April 10, 2005
yest night at yuting's house, before we started our mj session, john was on his msn.
He was talking to na na, and we couldnt believe it when she said that her boyfren had died in a bike accident earlier. We didnt noe how to react, didnt noe whether she's joking...We simply carried on with our mj game.
Reality sunk in when i woke up at 7 pm..and my mum showed me a newspaper report of this 20 year old man who died in a bike accident...near my house. He lost control of his bike somehow..and died on the spot when a bus went into him. His name was the same as that of na na' s boyfren, which john told me earlier. Immmediately msged john and told him the news..feel sad for her..feel a mixture of feelings which i cant put down in words.
e past few daes, i have started to feel vulnerable again.
The concrete walls which i have strived so hard to build up around me to protect myself, to prevent further hurt, seems to have been torn down bit by bit. But yet i know in order to move foward, these walls have to be knocked down.
"If you love someone, let her go. If she returns to you, it was meant to be. If she don't, her love was never yours to begin with" -- Unknown