Md Firdaus B MJ
Wednesday, May 20, 2009

I miss last time. Really.
I miss him.
I miss his smile.
I miss his cute face.
I miss his stupid jokes.
Oh gosh. I have to move on no matter what. He’ll be going soon (to somewhere far), and that time I’m going to miss him hell-like!
How can I forget you totally when ibu still talk about you?
Labels: only past could bring me forward

