flash back 1

i cant believe i wrote this in year 1995, i found this in an old old diary book. i hav goosebump all over my back when reading this, n i blushed... simply becos it sounds so damn mushy! but i don mind to share it here.

there were times in our life tht we jus say wat we feel without second thought, tht's youth. so get ready to laugh!

Recovery ~ '95
when the worst part of the nightmare is realised,
there's nothing much left to be afraid of,
jus like when i realised tht you don love me at all,
it's only tears falling down my face,
and hav a shattered heart, tht's all.

when a beautiful dream is broken into pieces,
there's no point to mend it ,
it's like a mirror falls on the floor,
it's impossible to find every single piece of them,
back to the original place after all.
and no one wants to see a broken face,
which looks unusual anymore.

one day when i climb up to the peak of the mountain,
and look down from above,
i see a further view and everything to me is so small,
at last i find,
losing someone's love,
is no big deal, all in all.

but funny how it seems, it's best to describe how i feel now.