~hurt~

Relationships - of all kinds - are like sand held in your hand. Held loosely, with an open hand, the sand remains where it is. The minute you close your hand and squeeze tightly to hold on, the sand trickles through your fingers. You may hold onto some of it, but most will be spilled. A relationship is like that. Held ...loosely, with respect and freedom for the other person, it is likely to remain intact. But hold too tightly, too possessively, and the relationship slips away and is lost.


"My boyfriend and I broke up. He wanted to get married and I didn't want him to"
~should i?ermmm...its just my imagine..nothing else Micha can do..just leave it...all of it was over...life must go on Micha...hhuuuhuuu..Micha please dun be sad...u strong..u must always be strong..[after A month...he find me..text to my frenz..wanna know if Micha fine..huhuhuu..so sad to know dat u leave me bcoz of ur family..i'll always pray & hope u'll happy with ur life...u just my memory..memory dat i want to remove & delete from my life..but i can't..u know why...its ok...just can't stop thinking bout memory...sometimes Micha must cry for dat..huhuhuuu..so sad]
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you.... The one who turns to his friends and says, 'that's her.'