Wednesday, September 14, 2011
I wonder if I played a part in messing it up. If I did, why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you talk to me about it? Or was it one time too many and you didn't want to hold on to this any longer? Will it make any difference if I told you that I am sorry for pushing you too far?All that comes to mind right now is
the time at the bus stop at Jalan Kayu
and when I blurted out my fear.
Labels: the crash after the high
