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Friday, August 1, 2008

Life can be such a cruel joke at times. Thinking of what I have gone through in the past cannot be compared to such of another person’s. recently, mun just told me this blog. www.charleneyl.blogspot.com if you are interested go take a look. Its by the girlfriend of the deceased army guy. I think the one who died after the PT. I’m not very sure.

But you can’t help but start to tear after reading. Though they didn’t fall but you know its there. Think of it this way. If you think confessing your feelings to a person but its not reciprocated is painful, if you broke up with someone just recently and have still yet to come to term with you feel it is miserable, den tell me what is losing someone you have been dating for the longest time, and would never be able to see him again feels like?

I don’t think any of the above that I have mention can be compared to that. Living in denial, calling the person whom you miss very dearly only to be reminded that he is no longer there by the voice mail. But yet you still hold onto this tiny tiny hope of him calling you back.

Praying hard that he comes to your dream tonight or crying yourself awake at night because of seeing him in your dream. That psychological scar, the memories that was once shared would take very very very long time to fade away.

I believe that person would hold a very special place in your heart even though you are to find another half in future. That place cannot be taken away by anyone or anything.

I just pray and hope that the poor lady would find enough strength in the memories that she has once shared with him to carry on and live a better life.

I’m glad I took time off to read her blog because it taught me how to appreciate the people close to you more and things shouldn’t be taken for granted what more people around you. You never know if the next min you’ll never see them again. love and give while you live people.

Love and give.