i miss the boy .

parents talked some sense in me , and i finally know what i want in life . i hope it isnt too late to realise this all . i wanna change , and be what ppl nvr think i would be . i know my path now , and im gonna aim for what i want/dream . but first , i got to love myself dearly and treasure my life . if i dont , what makes me think others will ? organized , self-respect , discipline . its gonna be tough , yea i know . forget th boy for th moment , and concentrate in my future . if me and th boy were ever meant to be together , we will collide in th future . and thats thn called fated . if not , let it be then and accept th fact . my pink shiny phone screwed up , so im using th black phone . th phone i was using when i was with him , until th day we broke up . after studying today , i decided to see if th messages were all still in it . and indeed yes it is . i read from a to z , and teared , and sob , and cried , and whine . i dont deny , but there were text[s] of his that made real sense . its funny hw i get to watch how we fall apart slowly through reading all th messages . from th sweeetest , to th nt so sweet , and we made a decision that we dont meant for each other . but there was one text of his saying , " i hope we would collide in th future and thats then when we can call ourselves " meant to be" / "fated" . " this was what he texted .

i jus then realise everything ..

sigh , study hard boy , all th best in your future

i miss you ,

nights .