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To you again my dear one
Monday, June 30, 20088:14 AM
Waking up this morning, I feel that I now know your intentions better.
I might be right.
I might be wrong about it.
But what I know is that I am trying to think of it in a more positive light.

Behind everything bad that has happened now.
Most of it was planned... for me, for my happiness.
I thank you for it because I can absolutely say that not one girlfriend has done it for me before.
To ruin their own life so as to make me happy.
If I'm some self-centered bitch, I think I would have gone out doing it myself instead.

I truely thank you for it.
A million beautiful white carnations to thank you.
But am I now happy about it?
I'm quite unsure.
I just woke up with a pang of guilt in me.

It is clearer now what I feel so guilty about.
It's because... I feel it is partly my fault.
I am the reason you did this.
I unconsciously made you do this.
Through all the support that I have tried to give you.. I somehow made you feel guilty about it, did I?

I apologize from the bottom of my heart though I know that it is not enough to cure the situation.
I am lost at what to do.
How to make this better.
How to help you.
I can't help feeling awful seeing what has happened to you.
You are remorse.
And that makes me the same.

I don't even know whether I should thank you more...
Or apologize to you more.
I have nothing much to offer, but I shall give you great support in many things...and help you out in whatever that I am capable of providing or servicing.
I stress this again that I'm here for you.

You are loved.
Naj.
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