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Sunday, August 13, 2006
to my dearest. 11:52 AM


To my dearest somebody,

I never thought that you would barge into my personal life just like that.
I understand that we share the same computer,
and that our respective blogs are stored in it.

But i always found it respectful on my part to avoid reading your personal blog.
I could have easily tried, but yet i avoided it.
Why?
cos i respect ur personal life,
as much as i demand you to respect mine.

I know,
at ur age,
you'd be facing teen calamities and emotional rollercoasters.
Problems you'd be typing down at ur own blog,
in hopes that i, or anyone else won't read it.

But you see,
i was hoping for that,too.
Only friends have seen my ups and downs,
and i want to keep it that way.
I don't need you to barge and interfere or update urself with my
daily ramblings.

My blog, is my haven.
I always kept it safe.
But now that i know that you often come by to read it,
more so learn about what's really been happening to me,
it feels unsafe now.
And i have nowhere else to hide.

I am sad that you did this to me.
You chose to interfere.
You chose to know.
You chose to barge in, thinking that
if i didn't know of your coming by here,
it wouldn't hurt me.

Well, now i know.

And when you do have problems,
you'd wanna blog abt it,rite?
you wouldnt want me to know of it, unless you
think that i can help u out on it.

Vice versa babe.

This hurts.
And now what you know, will hurt you too.
I am just a human being, capable of doing mistakes.
But because i am just a human being,
i am capable of making my own life too.

I have skeletons in my closet that i keep dark.
I don't need you or anyone of kin to know either.
This is my personal story, and it shall remain that way.

You will have your own personal story to write about too,
and all i can do is pray for you.
Because the blood that runs through our veins are the same,
this hurt that you've caused me is unbearable.
Almost unforgivable.
But because the blood that runs through our veins are the same,
i am accepting it in my stride,
and honestly speaking,
i am ashame of it.

I feel ashamed.
But i thank God for letting me know that you know.
I am stronger after all this, and i don't regret.

And now that you know,
please..
Don't end up like me.
Don't go through the things i did.
Love your life more than i loved mine,
and always have a prayer in heart.

I am not somebody you can look up to,
cos i am merely just an individual.
But one fine day,
you will look up to me..
and be so proud that i am..
your sister.

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