Regardless of when it happened... it still hurts like never before. Be it the december 7years ago, or the december this year. This aching and helpless feeling just doesn't go away... So many days, i felt like just crying out. The receiving end always take the full force of the blunt hit huh? Since 22/12 i had been trying to pick myself up, telling myself to 振作，坚强. But i guess this time round, I fell too deep before realising T_T

Its so hard to try to be act like nothing happened around you... it really does. So much misery that i have to hold it within myself because you doesn't want anyone to know about it... I am left with no other places, except this blog that nobody will visit, to be used as a sanctuary, least you found out that i had not recovered from the incident. I guess its a good thing that you do not know about this blog?

你的不闻不问让我的伤感隐隐作痛。就算是个假象，我也多希望能尝试它，而不像现在如此狠狠地被拒绝于门外...

"You can never quite choose who you like. But only hope in anticipation that the feeling is mutual." But when even this anticipation is dashed, a part of me really died.

Regardless of when it happened... it still hurts like never before. Be it the december 7years ago, or the december this year. This aching and helpless feeling just doesn't go away... So many days, i felt like just crying out. The receiving end always take the full force of the blunt hit huh? Since 22/12 i had been trying to pick myself up, telling myself to 振作，坚强. But i guess this time round, I fell too deep before realising T_T

Its so hard to try to be act like nothing happened around you... it really does. So much misery that i have to hold it within myself because you doesn't want anyone to know about it... I am left with no other places, except this blog that nobody will visit, to be used as a sanctuary, least you found out that i had not recovered from the incident. I guess its a good thing that you do not know about this blog?

你的不闻不问让我的伤感隐隐作痛。就算是个假象，我也多希望能尝试它，而不像现在如此狠狠地被拒绝于门外...

"You can never quite choose who you like. But only hope in anticipation that the feeling is mutual." But when even this anticipation is dashed, a part of me really died.