Monday, February 12, 2007

My support

It a new year. And its already February. I was just too lazy to update my blog. She has greeted me with new yr wish. In between this time we exchanged a few sms. But we had never got a chance to meet each other. From her sms, i can feel her gratitude to me. Grateful for my love i guess.

There was a Flag day for the handicap on 3rd Feb. Thought it was a chance to see her. So i promised to participate. To be honest, if not for her, i don't think i will take part. And Guess what, when the day was closer, she gave me a surprise. " Cant make it cos there was an event on that day"

I do admit, i feel like being cheated and decided to pull out. However, I can't help but worry that the Flag day may have few people. She will feel bad about that. So i decided to support the flag day...


On that day, i was late. Didnt really do much but sat in Eunos Bus interchange for the whole afternoon collecting coin boxes from students. End of the day, i was quite surprise that she wanted to meet up with me. but i decided not to meet up with her. Dont know why. Somehow i feel that the distance between us seems quite far now.

Her reply in sms now seems to miss the kind of feeling. Quite Cold. And is telling me less things. Cant really say that feeling out in words but feel the different... This happen since mid January. She seems busy but i guess that is not the main reason.


I was really in dilemma whether to let her go or not. Was reading her blog on her running club and those pictures she took. The feeling of love for her just rush in. Am quite touch by her passion toward her volunteer work and her spirit of helping out the less fortunate. I can't bear and not willing to let her.

In life we make lot of decisions. For now, I have made mine. I will show my support for her running club or volunteer work whenever i can. I know she has already made it clear that things are not going to work out. But my decision is not to make her change her mind, sympathise me and then accept me. It is not all that. All I want is, to know that she is happy. I can hide in the crowd to give my support, look at her face and see her smile. i am contended even though she know nothing about it.