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for vhenna im really but this is for you…

Filed under: Uncategorized — moiradehitta at 2:48 am on Wednesday, March 4, 2009  Tagged

vhenna im really sorry but you are mean to me! and i guess are friendship died.i remember that you pull my hair so hard before and you did not even say sorry its not my fault its your fault.i guess we have to stay just friends…

And I’m not a stranger to learning it the hard way. The day our friendship

died it became so clear that in life, we have to learn to keep the memories and lose the people who helped us make them.

And in ten years when we pass each other on the street I’ll turn my head and

pretend I didn’t see you. But just remember that I am proud of who you’ve become.

Forgetting me, you took things in and left

me out. After we’d been through so much how could you let me down?

How do you tell an angel that you don’t believe in God? Why do I feel like such a

stranger? Probably because I look around and all my friends are gone.

I see you laughing with your friends, conversing, and having an all-around great time. And I just sit back and watch, thinking back on how long it’s been since

we were able to do that.

I’ve been living in

slow motion for two days shy of four months and my critics are the best friends I swear I knew once, and in the end I guess I really never was enough.

Never say you lost a friend because if a friendship is capable of ending, it never even

existed.

So I guess you were just one of those people who were supposed to walk into my life, teach me a lesson, and then

walk out.

What happened to us? I heard that it’s me we should

blame. What happened to us? Why didn’t you stop me from turning out this way?

You expect

me to apologize for the things you’ve done wrong. While you’re inciting others, you’re owning up to nothing. And I wish that I was gone because you’re not going anywhere.

You said friends forever but I guess forever isn’t as long as it used to be.

You walked away from the

one person who never left your side.

my father who loves to love me…

Filed under: Uncategorized — moiradehitta at 6:32 pm on Thursday, February 26, 2009  Tagged ,

For my father who’s special to me.

Whose smile is as warm as a blue flame.

And crystal brown eyes,

hide beneath brown framed glasses.

Who minded least of all when I made a mistake.

and would brighten my day when it was gloomy.

Whose songs of melody sounded like a dream.

And to my father who loves to love me

Hello world!

Filed under: Uncategorized — moiradehitta at 8:01 pm on Saturday, October 18, 2008

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