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To walk the streets in the dead of the night

Without a care, without a fright

Wind’s caress, bristling in a starry night

The blissful slumber, my mind, my sight

Surrender my might, no taste for the fight

Just walk the streets in the dead of the night

 

22-01-2004

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And so it begins.... everyday brings n added jitters to what already is an overflowing bag of shakes and rattles.... hope i really do make it. now another chapter begins in my life... hay why can't life be easy...

 

 

On top of it all comes A.... why now when my world is in tumbling wild and wheely. are you the one. parang na akong nasa marix. any way am sending this to you again God.

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For you....

 

I ran into a friend of yours the other day

And I asked her how you've been

She said my girl is fine; just bought a house, got a job, real good man

I told her I was glad for you; that's wonderful

But does she ever ask `bout me?

She said she's happy with her life right now

Let her go, let her be

And I told myself I would, but something in my heart just would not let you go

I just wanna know

 

What if we were wrong about each other?

What if you were really made for me?

What if we was `sposed to be together?

Would that not mean anything?

What if that was `sposed to be my house that you go home to every day?

How can you be sure that things are better?

If you can't be sure your heart is still here with me

Still wanting me

 

Your friend asked me if there was someone special in my life that I was seeing

I told her there was no one in particular

There's just I, myself, and me

I told her that I dream of you quite often

She just cut her eyes at me

She said you got a home, you're very happy

So just stop your meddling

I told her that I won't

I said that THINGS was cool, but I guess I was wrong

I still can't move on

 

 

Now that could be my car

That could be my house

That could be my baby boy that you're nursing

That could be the trash that I always take out

That could be the chair that I love to CHILL in

That could be my food on the table at the end of the day

Hugs and the kisses, all the love we make

What the hell do you expect me to say?

What if it's really `sposed to be this way?

What if you're really `sposed to be with me?

 

 

yes... I still ask these questions to myself eventhough it's been a long time...it's really hard if you keep a story hanging and just leave it there without an end...

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For you....

 

I ran into a friend of yours the other day

And I asked her how you've been

She said my girl is fine; just bought a house, got a job, real good man

I told her I was glad for you; that's wonderful

But does she ever ask `bout me?

She said she's happy with her life right now

Let her go, let her be

And I told myself I would, but something in my heart just would not let you go

I just wanna know

 

What if we were wrong about each other?

What if you were really made for me?

What if we was `sposed to be together?

Would that not mean anything?

What if that was `sposed to be my house that you go home to every day?

How can you be sure that things are better?

If you can't be sure your heart is still here with me

Still wanting me

 

Your friend asked me if there was someone special in my life that I was seeing

I told her there was no one in particular

There's just I, myself, and me

I told her that I dream of you quite often

She just cut her eyes at me

She said you got a home, you're very happy

So just stop your meddling

I told her that I won't

I said that THINGS was cool, but I guess I was wrong

I still can't move on

 

 

Now that could be my car

That could be my house

That could be my baby boy that you're nursing

That could be the trash that I always take out

That could be the chair that I love to CHILL in

That could be my food on the table at the end of the day

Hugs and the kisses, all the love we make

What the hell do you expect me to say?

What if it's really `sposed to be this way?

What if you're really `sposed to be with me?

 

 

yes... I still ask these questions to myself eventhough it's been a long time...it's really hard if you keep a story hanging and just leave it there without an end...

Archer, bro...

 

life's a bitch, ain't it? Anyway, I hope you resolve this issue within yourself - that's where the about 90% of the answer lies, I've come to know. Of course, you can never control all the variables... but feelings, they can be your prison or your liberation, depending on which ones you focus on.

 

Peace bro!

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Archer, bro...

 

life's a bitch, ain't it? Anyway, I hope you resolve this issue within yourself - that's where the about 90% of the answer lies, I've come to know. Of course, you can never control all the variables... but feelings, they can be your prison or your liberation, depending on which ones you focus on.

 

Peace bro!

I've accepted my fate...I guess that's how the story ends...

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im not what u think i am...

i did not betray u in any way

if u think i did, im sory....

but please believe that

i did not lie about it not being given

because even i was made to believe that it was....

im not denying anything when u asked

about it because i know that i was given...

i was not able to give it personally

how can i give it personally when for a fact

i always come home at midnight or past midnight

then i leave the house before 10 in the morning

how willl i be able to hand it personally

i promised to give it personally but i

did not have the time.... i seldom go home...

even i don't have the time for myself.....

u think im making up excuses....

i tell u now i did not hand it personally

when u ask me if i had given it on the said day

when i told u i did it was becuase i really

thought that it was given....

:( if u believe him that i was able to hand it personally

to him more than u believe that i was not able to hand it

to him... then so be it....

but please erase the thought u had that i used something

that isn't mine and did not tell u about it....

because i will never do it....

its just hurts to think that u could think of the worst

in me well in fact i know u know everything about me....

i may be needing that.... but im not the person

who will use a personal property of someone

without asking their permission....

i know u know that fact because i don't like it

to be happening to me.....

:( but since u don't believe.... i'll let it stay that way

i can't bring back the past stupid bad action

but at least i have memories of the good ones....

thank u for that....

u don't want anything to do with me already.......

i know yr decision is final so

this will be the last......

lustful... intense ang posts mo :blink: you can really see the change from anger to relative calm

 

wow... emotions are really like waves...

 

I hope this has been resolved :rolleyes:

 

peace!

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I've accepted my fate...I guess that's how the story ends...

and many times, accepting it can be painful - tranquility to you, bro!

 

by the way (and at the risk of moving off topic) - your signature... what does it mean? I thought at first it was the lyrics to hindi sad diamonds on the Moulin Rouge soundtrack, but I'm beginning to suspect its from that indian singer whose video MTV was showing a few years back.

 

you can just PM me the explanation in the interest of maintaining thread integrity

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L,

 

Hi, just a quickie to advice you of my change of mobile number. I've reverted back to my old one because not a lot of people know it except for close friends and family. Again, my best wishes go to you and him. I know what a good couple you'll make and he a good father image to

your girls. I will always treasure the wonderful moments we shared together. I suppose some things were not meant to be but i'm glad for the opportunity to have known you. You are always in my heart.

 

C

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C,

 

Thanks for the notification, but isn't that old number the number the

entire world knows?:P I am the woman who reads in between the lines too much so pardon me when I ask if I am reading this email correctly, my best friend is saying good bye. Let me thank you then for everything. And like you, I always carry you in my heart.

 

Just as a rejoinder, don't believe everything you hear. After all that we've been through, I wish you would ask me straight and listen to me instead. Pity, I thought I was making progress taking the tiniest baby steps and making my way back to you, I guess not.

 

I wish you the very best as well, and I know you will be the best

partner a woman can ever have. I can only envy that woman in silence.

 

Things happen for a reason, and while we may not know it yet they happen in our best interest. Unlike you, I know how "we" were meant to be. Written in the stars, engraved in the earth and infused in the air. Hopefully you will realize that too someday.

 

L

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I never realized I affect you that way.

I care about you. I never faked it. But right now what you ask of me is too much, a lot more than what I can give.

You are a good person. But I only see you as a friend.

I have been nothing but honest with you from the start. The present is all I can offer.

I am sorry if I was a disappointment. But to lie about how I feel (or in this case, about what I don't feel) is not something I can't do.

 

T.

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