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Mei Qian =) 28th Feb 1990
Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Why is it that whenever we quarrel or fight, you seldom text me or call back to ask for forgiveness? Or your text only comes once every hour plus? Am I that insignificant in your heart? You can even sleep well without feeling any guilt or remorseful? Maybe you don't have to, since I'm the one who make a fuss out of a very minor thing.

Have you ever wonder what I was doing while you did not text me? Maybe it is for the best that you do not know.

Almost. I almost fell into a abyss. I find myself really daring doing it or nearly doing it in a fit of anger and just wanna piss you off. But I didn't, which I find it glad, for I do not want to hurt you. I don't want to feel guilty when I face you. Most importantly, you are too dear to me that I can't bear to do it to you.

I don't know what you are thinking now. We have been fighting for the past one day and I just can't bring myself to forgive you, despite your pleadings. Are you missing me now? I seriously doubt so. Maybe you are in your dreamland now. I salute you.

I can't be bothered much. Maybe I'm immune to all these or maybe I'm too engrossed in...