its passed midnight.
the impossible call didnt ring.
and here i am. waiting.
i give up trying to get hold of you.
i guess im tired now.
but i'll still wait.
for that one impossible call.
just one.
breathing. aloud.
i have also stopped reading his boyfriend's journal.
this is it.
you won, qin.
i'll leave with a good impression. here are my last words. no more about you in future entries anymore.
although i hate you for cheating on me. i love you all the same.
you and him. him and you. if its what we call 'true love' then i guess, enjoy as long as it last.
couples last longer when they were best friends first.
i'll put aside you and him being gay. love is love. and lets just leave it at that.
enjoy.
sigh.
ladollyvita at 12:42 AM