promster
31-03-2011, 03:06 AM
Night 1 of writing
1.03pm, 30th March 2011, Somewhere in International Plaza
From the corner of your eyes, I realized that what I can do for you is minimal. I am no longer the main actor in your play…. It’s time for me to exit. Hugging you so tightly, so so tightly…my heart is still throbbing with intense feelings for you… Can you still feel it…?
“Sxxx, I have thought things through. Thank you for the care and concern for the last three years. I will not force anything to happen anymore. As always, I wish you both well always. Best…Fxxx”
I sent out the sms to her, thinking that I was finally able to let it go this time round. I thought to myself, this was what I want and it will be the best for both of us…
1.58am, 31th March 2011, Home
Those beautiful memories seemed to hold me like a pair of velvet glove…making me feel so hopeful and strangled at the same time…
Coming back from a dinner date with Cxxx, I quickly bathed and started to msn with her. I know Cxxx from last semester and only started to go on dates with her recently. She did express her liking for me and asked how we should proceed from here. I was apprehensive and told her I just wanted to take things at a slow pace. She knows nothing about Sxxx and me.
I have always resisted holding Cxxx’s hands or getting intimate with her even there were many opportunities. Yet I enjoyed having meals with her, sending her little gifts and companying her back home from school. I can only conclude from these contrasting behaviors: I do not have the feel for Cxxx and tried to substitute her for Sxxx. I decided to tell her my true feelings after our final exams so as not to affect her.
Tonight is so quiet. I am all alone with my younger brother overseas. I can’t help but think of Sxxx. Listening to the songs we both once enjoyed, tears formed in my eyes. I have a great urge to write…just want to write. Maybe I should start from three years ago on Christmas Eve…
Best
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1.03pm, 30th March 2011, Somewhere in International Plaza
From the corner of your eyes, I realized that what I can do for you is minimal. I am no longer the main actor in your play…. It’s time for me to exit. Hugging you so tightly, so so tightly…my heart is still throbbing with intense feelings for you… Can you still feel it…?
“Sxxx, I have thought things through. Thank you for the care and concern for the last three years. I will not force anything to happen anymore. As always, I wish you both well always. Best…Fxxx”
I sent out the sms to her, thinking that I was finally able to let it go this time round. I thought to myself, this was what I want and it will be the best for both of us…
1.58am, 31th March 2011, Home
Those beautiful memories seemed to hold me like a pair of velvet glove…making me feel so hopeful and strangled at the same time…
Coming back from a dinner date with Cxxx, I quickly bathed and started to msn with her. I know Cxxx from last semester and only started to go on dates with her recently. She did express her liking for me and asked how we should proceed from here. I was apprehensive and told her I just wanted to take things at a slow pace. She knows nothing about Sxxx and me.
I have always resisted holding Cxxx’s hands or getting intimate with her even there were many opportunities. Yet I enjoyed having meals with her, sending her little gifts and companying her back home from school. I can only conclude from these contrasting behaviors: I do not have the feel for Cxxx and tried to substitute her for Sxxx. I decided to tell her my true feelings after our final exams so as not to affect her.
Tonight is so quiet. I am all alone with my younger brother overseas. I can’t help but think of Sxxx. Listening to the songs we both once enjoyed, tears formed in my eyes. I have a great urge to write…just want to write. Maybe I should start from three years ago on Christmas Eve…
Best
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