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Monday, November 03, 2008

Everyday, there are a few sites that I'll go to: Facebook, Youtube, NUS mail, and Natasha's blog. I'm addicted to the first two, I check the third for work-related items, and the last, I go because I want to know how she's doing.

Natasha loves Eddie. She loves him in a way that I shall never know. I've never seen anything so pure and so strong. And it is just so terribly unfair that something like this should happen to her. And I don't quite know what to say. Shortly after my break-up, she told me, "This too shall pass."

How do I tell her that this too, shall pass? How do I tell her that I envy her so much, in spite of what has happened to her? I envy her because she has this pure, strong love for someone, this kind of love that I have never had for anyone, not even CK.

This kind of love that I may never know. But she has that, even though it may hurt her so much, she has that. And for that, I envy her.

♥ The lights faded at 10:19 pm