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Mood: Tired, and am asking myself many "what-ifs"

Hello, hello, one and all. It has come to the time that I will post something over here. See, I have been dedicating this blog to that special one and it has been a pleasurable one. I really do love her, you see and it pains me to have spent her poignant nights not beside her. Although we would be on the computer, it isn't at all enough. I feel incompetent. And I shan't deny that I feel that I probably shouldn't be me that is caring for you, but it should be someone else. But I'm so glad that you're reassuring me that you want me to care too. I'm really selfish so can I be the only one that is entitled to care for you? *pouts* 

Hehehe! I know how much you miss me blogging and here it is. This is for you, Dahlia. 

You have no idea how you've touched me, you know. I've never been so deeply and crazily in love before and you really have changed my life in such a drastic way that my friends don't even know who I am anymore. I hate the way I love you sometimes. I'm not getting as much attention as I had before with girls and stuff. You stole all my charm canisters away. How selfish! D:

And if you wish of my Facebook display picture to have nobody else besides you and I, take more pictures with me, okay? Your jealousy is comparable to mine so don't complain, okay? I know you enjoy me getting jealous over you and don't deny! Don't worry. Do you want my attention? I can give them all to you. you know. For you, I've taken away my mask already.

See, you've taught me how to dance, really (Not literally because, I daresay, am a way better dancer than you are when it comes to waltz.) . How to love another unconditionally, how to embrace every ounce of hurt (Please do not blame yourself for this. I'm enjoying it. SO SM!), how to ignore the other flowers that tingles my senses and entices my hormones into believing that I could seek passion of the body. You probably have heard this many many times, but have I ever told you that no person could "out-love" you like I do? I mean, take a look at the picture. Am I not always the one the supports you, in open or secretly? Am I not the one that admits that you're the most beautiful with or without that dastard rouge on? Am I not the one that secretly wish to shed some tears because when you sleep because I'm so touched by the beauty that God has created? I'm not sad at all, really. I am grateful. I am elated. I thank God everyday for our acquaintance, and subsequent blossoming of our friendship. I may be leaving, yes, but my heart is always here with you. Forever and ever will be. So I would suggest that you keep it in a box because they break all too easily.

Remember that kiss I left on your palm? Remember to take it out and embrace it in your arms. I left it there to pull you through tough times and all disasters thinkable. Yes, I will always remember that I left it there for you.

Obstacles are always there for me to cross over. No matter how tough it is, I will pull through, with or without you (ah you probably will be there forever for me right! LOL!)

xoxo,

Alfie!