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Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Truly & sincerely

I have been re-reading my last post several times over, & after 1 of those times late at night yesterday, my fingers just twitched on the mouse to the link which surprisingly I havent visited for quite a while. When I was at that particular site, it really wasnt much of a surprise that the words that were put up were...UP!

She seemed to had planned it and staged it in sequence, seemingly still understanding some part of my weakness maybe. But before all those that had sighed relief from the previous post shaking their heads again....do let me continue.

---> BIG SIDETRACK <--- this is my space for thoughts btw :P

Okay.

It was finally done, she had moved everything and I am totally out of reach from her life. It was a sad feeling, honestly but strangely I didnt have that urge to go rushing to the throngs of people whom I know who can access her site to tell me what that page is. I read thinking that this is just a was...her telling me indirectly that it really is over, FINALLY!

A strange bitter sweet feeling of being forced to move on after reading that last post.

I will truly never know if she ever reads this now, or if she had ever continued to read this after the few initial post way back in April, but I truly wish to her all the best. & this is deep from inside my heart, that heavy feeling of letting go yet a certain sense of elated-ment.

Well then, this is truly the death-of-a-desire.

when darkness turns to light @ 12:45 pm