if you know it, it's an understanding. if you don't know it, it's called a misunderstanding.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
let's not meet each other again
though we were only together more less than four months, you would always be my baby, Berubo .
one whole lot semester really gave me lotsa time to love you, to be more comfortable of you, to be more in cherishing you.
got lotsa new friends with you around.
i learnt through my thin and thick with you.
you were the first to hear my whimpers, to know my tears, to listen to my whining.
i was always proud whenever my friends said you're a whole lot comfortable to hang out with,
giving that homey feeling.
thankyou Berubo.
you were just so easy to love.
Credits to Assaleenah Azman
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