why do i still cry for you?

i been trying to release you
to get my feet back on you
still i need my home to hold on to
even if i know i should back away
just a part of me
that i can't erase......

baby.. why do i still cry for you..
dying to keep my love to you..
why do i still fail to face..
the ghost of u...

baby.. why.. i have tried but i'm still reminded..
the ghost of u..
and wherever i go.. i keep on thinking of u..
the ghost of u....

everytime i look away.. i see..
the ghost of you....

sad song.. by mltr.. but it fits into my soul and mood now..
hmmm.. i blogging b4 i go bathe and study le.. very noisy at home.. drilling now..sian lk hell.. today wasn't a day i would remember... ok.. i left out someting happy..really happy yesterday.. yest.. during ce period.. aaron, su, me, jimmy, rusydi, harris were playing soccer..i mean table soccer... REAL FUNNY... we were laughing until stomach pain..i look at aaron face laugh lk siao.. been a long time since we laughed lk tat.. anyway.. our laughters caught the attention of clasz mates.. and the OM =___=|| ..

k.. back 2 tday.. morning was bad.. so anti social.. me la .. haiz.. tink i too tired to tok.. anyway.. even though i found back my foto.. hm still keep asking me tat question..~_~.. lol.. then she told me tat she had been keeping my foto during tis time...urghz.. recess very stupid..ate le.. went to bball court as usual.. this time we went crazy..and started being crazy on each other.. i kena restrained by des.. and my bro baba.. held my hands.. and josh took my shoes and threw into the power supply...urgh.. luckily.. my hands became "luffy" like..haha.. been reading one piece.. other than tat..
day was boring.. aft sch listening compre.. den kena scolded by ppl for toking.. urgh.. so i just left sch.. to find myself in a stupid hse with stupid construction.. driving me mad.. need to go out.... kz..

<========> ma'am.. i will do it.. give me time <=============>
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its not everyone. its me. i noe its wrong. but everytime i close my eyes.. its u i tink of.. everytime i day dream.. its ur image tat wakes me up.. everytime i try to fite back tears.. its u again...
its difficult.. i cannot do it.. i don have the strength .. time is not wat it takes.. its the feeling.. its the dream - visis