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My name is Nash and I'm 19 this year. I live in KL, Malaysia. I have many cats. I am extremely funny. I can be quiet at times, but actually I'm easily bored. A chocoholic.
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Do you remember, Max?
...written on 2004-08-04, @ 3:27 p.m.
Okay, this is for Fragment. And this story is about CSJ and I hope he reads this.
Dear Max,
How are you doing? Where have you been? It's been a year since you've been gone and I missed you like crazy. I really do wish you could stay here longer. But what can I say? Now, you're as free as the dove and I'm happy for you. So how's your studies? I never saw you at the mall recently. Did you quit your job or something?
Max, I suddenly remembered a story about a girl. This girl had a major crush on this boy and before long, she realized that she had fallen deeply in love with him. She loved his cute grin, his brown eyes, his perfectly sculpted jaws and the way his hair moves with the winds. She loved everything about him.
Someone had taught her all about love. They say that love is all about pain and breathlessness. That many people suffer from it. That people kill temselves and other people because of love. And that people got stupid and foolish because of love. After all being said, she didn't want all the complications from love to stop her from loving him. From time to time, she would try to get closer to him. He didn't notice her at all. It made her feel so sad.
But Max, they soon have something in common. They saw each other more often. Sometimes they talked to each other. Nothing much...they talked about the weather, the things that's going on around them, and that's all. She saw him everyday, waiting for his bus to pick him up. She kept on glancing at him, admiring his aura. Sometimes she thought that he was too perfect for her. She wasn't beautiful, not even pretty. She's just an ordinary girl who people never looked twice at.
You know, Max, I know that boy. So many times I had asked him, "She invited you to her heart. Can't you just accept her invitation? Why are you so cruel?" Or I would question him in anger, "You know she loves you, but why are you acting like nothing happened? Why?!" After all I said to him, he just ignored me. He would just smile his little smile and walked away. I don't know if he even cared about what she feels for him. From that day on, he stayed away from he. What he don't know is that he had broken her heart into million pieces that day.
For so many nights I'd found her crying in her bed. I hugged her tight and comforted her. In my embrace, she told me everything about him and how she hated him when he ran away from her. "I hope he can go to hell!" I heard her shout.
Now, after a year, she is fine again. Although she's hard to fall in love again and didn't trust any guys, she still thinks about him when she's alone in her room and saw his picture. She cannot deny that he will always be her first love and she couldn't possibly erase all the memories with him from her mind.
Max, I hope you remember now, the story of you and me.