Quota ♥

There are things we don't want it to happen but have to accept, things we don't want to know but have to learn and people we can't live without but have to let go.

Sorry seems to be the hardest word.


Arms around her to show people that she belongs to him.
He was like sunshine that she loves.



"Hi."


One word.


A friendly hello.



But she turned the other way.



What made her do that,even she does not know. It was just being mean. She just didn't know how to react or what to do. Both her hands were shaking quite badly the moment she saw him from the corner of her eye. Her heart was racing even when she was driving. Yet nothing prepared her to be so mean. Tried to keep herself busy with the phone, yet even holding the phone was a problem!



"Want to talk to you but didn't get a chance."




Again, she chose to not reply. But with every thing she does, she notices him. Can't deny what her heart wants, she looks at him without him noticing, though the friends might notice. Those feelings for him were true, and at that very moment, all she wanted was to go up to him and give him a long big hug. Looking at his face, even one kiss would be enough to make her feel alright.



"Meet later?" 



No action was taken that night. Now she was at fault, for being mean. As fatigue creeps, she could no longer take it. Slipping into the dark, she had to leave or else it would be impossible for the long drive. Some silly movie scene played in her head as she drove alone, how naive! All she wanted was for him to have the courage to stop her in her tracks, and talk to her, be it for the worst. Or maybe, just maybe, she should be the one doing that instead.



When's later?


Sigh.



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Its a cold night.
A song to warm the heart.
A song that speaks what my heart can't say.




A song for you.








I'll start by saying I'm sorry.

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