Our End...Will I Be Able To Resuscitate It?

30th May 2009

A dinner at Pan… a coffee at Old Town…a short walk back to home…and marked the end of our six and a half year of journey.

How do I feel? No word could describe the pain…for it is immense…for the pain stretches out more when deep inside I know that his suffering was greater…far greater than mine…

I couldn’t help but blaming myself, regretting over and over again for my stupidity and worthlessness which resulted in all the torment for both of us; particularly him…for he loves me dearly and unconditionally to get such a merciless retribution.

The only wish I had in mind now is to do my best in patching things up…mend all the broken heart of his by bits and pieces…it might not be as good as what it used to be…but I’m sure if I did nothing to change myself and deliver what I promised, I will have to personally certified our relationship as dead…which is the last thing I want…

Dear God, please give me strength to survive through all these…give me strength to use this 6 months time to slowly win him back to my side..for I love him more than anything else in the world…for I couldn't lose the man who has been my life for all these while...forever and ever...