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Would there ever be a happy ending?

Jus finished watching “Pretty Woman”. Again. I can’t remember how many time I’ve seen this movie and I never get bored of it for some reasons. It’s over romantic. Things in the movie are not real. They can’t come true in real life. I watched it again tonight and it made me cry. I can relate to the characters so much, especially Vivian. And it made me miss him so so much. The opera. The conversations. The way both of them opened their hearts to the other person. The way they put down their guards, the masks they wore to show the other persons their true selves. The way he took care of her. The way she fell in love with him. The way they enjoyed each other’s company. They got on so well. It made me miss him so much. We used to be like them. I was carefree. I laughed all the time, even at silly things. He didn’t talk much. He just always observed me, observed everything I said, all the facial expressions I did. To him, I was special. He cared for me while I was just being who I was and that was what he loved about me. It must have been love, but it’s over now…

Would there ever be a happy ending?

It must have been good but I lost it somehow.

I want the fairytale.

I want to be married to someone I love with my everything, with my all heart. I just don’t want to get married because it’s time to do so. I don’t want to be with someone just because I’m lonely or it’s the way people want me to be. 

I wonder if he still thinks of me sometimes. I don’t know. We haven’t talked in so long. He must have forgotten about me already. 

Today I suddenly remembered the story of the grey elephant that happened a long time ago. My cousins and I were taken out for a group photoshoot one day. It was a very popular thing parents usually did for their kids back in the day. When we were at the shop, we got to choose one of the stuffed animals to carry with us as we had to go to the park for some outdoor shots and those animals would be our photo buddies kind of thing. I chose a little grey elephant while all my cousins and even my brother and sister chose nice and cute animals. When we got to the park, I realised that my elephant was rather an ugly one and it definitely didn’t look as good as the others. However I still hang onto it and strangely, I had a dear special feeling towards that ugly grey elephant. I felt sorry for him because he was not as pretty and possibly not being chosen as much by other kids. I held him so tight the whole time and I was sad when I had to return him back at the shop. It was funny and lonely at the same time. I used to be a sensitive kid who believed in fairytales.

Will I eventually be loved by someone, just like the elephant was loved my a silly little girl that day?

Will there be a happy ending and the “and they lived happily ever after” kind of story?

I don’t know. 

I just really miss him. I’ve always wanting to be with him, be spending our evenings cuddling on the couch watching movies together.

I miss you…

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One evening 

Amongst the vast sea of people out there

I still hope 

One day

I’ll find you walking towards my way, looking at me in the eyes and smile 

l.d

June 2017

I saw you again today. Or it wasn’t you. I wasn’t sure. You were standing outside one of the bars next to my work. I was trying to walk away real fast. I didn’t want you – or the person I thought that was you to see me. I just finished work, and was looking like a mess. It was a Friday evening and it was cold.  People dressed up to go out. You were in a suit. You must have just finished work and went there for Friday drinks with  your colleagues.

Oh Gosh, I miss you. I miss you a lot. You know that? I must be crazy. I hope you’re happy. I hope you’re with someone that makes you happy and laugh a lot. I’m sorry. I can never make up for what I’ve done wrong. I miss you. I wish we were watching a movie together. I wish that you kissed me on my eyes. That was my favourite thing.

Oh God, I miss you…

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Unchained Melody

Just got home from dinner at Mexico with Pat. We tried out their winter menu that has just been launched a few days ago and the food was really lovely. Pat had a glass of  white wine and I had a glass of Pinot noir. We only had one drink each but the alcohol kicked in pretty fast and I talked a lot during our conversation. Works, money, relationships, etc. typical girl talks. It was nice to see her again, after quite a long time. 

I was thinking about him the whole evening. I got excited and a bit nervous when I was in the car down to Britomart. What if we bumped into each other? What if he accidentally saw me and I looked like a mess and my hair wasn’t nice? What if I saw him and my heart skipped a beat? What if…? What if…?

It’s been so long.

Why am I doing all these things this time?

Why am I still missing him so much like this?

When I was in the car going pass his apartment, I got so sad. I really miss him. I wondered if he’s still living there. I wondered if he’s with someone now. 

I just really miss him. I don’t know why.

I was crying when I got home and wrote my diary for the day. 

I really miss him.

“Unchained Melody” – Norah Jones.

I wish I knew of this song earlier. I wish I played it when we were together.

I miss you.

The memories of us stay in my heart like an unchained melody

I wish one day I could bring your love back to me. 

10.37pm

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You

you know what’s fucked up?that you can be without someone for six months, a year, five years and have mastered not thinking about them, but no matter how much time passes there will always be that moment where you see a photo of them or catch a little of their cologne on a crowded street and suddenly you’re plagued with a rapidly sinking stomach and the relentless question, “what if things were done differently?”.


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Tu sais je vais t’aimer 

11.5.2016 at 7.30pm

This day last year 

Exactly 1 year today

He came to pick me up at 7.30pm

We were texting for a few days before that. We decided to meet.

We both dressed in black 

He wore his black shirt

My favourite shirt of all 

I wore one of my black dresses

It was drizzling

We had cocktails and food at Bedford in Ponsonby 

I think he fell for me right on that first date 

He asked if he could see me again

I said I’d love too…


It was the beginning of our story

A short story 

Too short.

The ending came so suddenly 

I wasn’t ready for it

I never was

I never had

It was my fault

Not everything but yes, the main part, the main reason why we’re apart
I still miss him

Sometimes I wonder 

If he has succeeded at erasing me completely from his mind 

He should have 

He must have 


This day last year 

One year later 

I’m still alone

But this time

I’m alone with the ghost of him

The ghost of the man who once loved me deeply

I was out tonight

I was glad that I wasn’t staying home, being haunted by all the memories of the night we first met 

I looked at my watch at 7.30pm

Recalling the moment he got out of his car and we first greeted 

Everything is still so clear in my mind

In that moment

I could never have known 

It was him

It was always him

And it will always be him
Now he’s gone

I’m not sure where I will be, what I will be doing, who I will be with this time next year

I don’t know

I can’t know

I don’t have any expectations or hopes 


I’m missing you tonight 

You may not remember 

This night last year 

The first time we met 

The first time we talked

The first time we laughed at each other’s jokes

Everything belongs to the past now

They only live in my memory 
I hope you’re happy

I hope you meet the one who deserves your love

I didn’t realise I was loving you that much until it was too late

And I chose to stay away so that you could forget me, move on and be happy

I miss you 

A little too much

Tonight

11.35pm

… 

Tu sais je vais t’aimer

Même sans ta presence

Je vais t’aimer

Même sans espérance

Je vais t’aimer

Tous les jours de ma vie

https://youtu.be/YzjZXKzGxTU


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After a Friday night 

I went out drinking tonight with my friend Ines in a bar in Ponsonby. We had 5 beers each in total and while in the Uber riding home, suddenly I missed you a lot. I miss the time when we were still together and we always went to Ponsonby for dinner or drinks.

I’m in bed now, thinking about you. Ines is sleeping. She’s in the middle of an emotional crisis when she has to decide whether she would stay in New Zealand or go back to France. She stays here mainly for her boyfriend. We talked a lot tonight, about everything, relationships, politics, money, her plan for the next few years, my plan of moving to Sweden to reunite with my family, etc. I was glad that she trusts me and counts on me when she’s upset.

I wish I was with you right now, being wrapped by your arms, nice and secure. I miss you a lot. I don’t know how long it would take to forget. I wish you loved me again but then I also have a wish that we never met, that my heart never knew of yours, or your existence in this world.

I had a very weird dream last night. I was dreaming that I was living in the “Star Wars” kind of universe and I was in love with Lee Min Ho – a well known Korean actor. It felt so real. The love was so sweet, tender and real that I can still taste it on my lips when I woke up in the morning. The I got all sad because I realised it was just a dream.

Good night! I miss you a lot. I’m tipsy and laying in bed with the phone in my hands. I do know I need to accept the fact that you’ve long gone – the guy I used to know, the guy I love, and even if I saw some guy on the street with that exactly same name, same face, he wasn’t you. He used to be you, not anymore. It’s just so hard this time and I haven’t quite figured out why. Something’s wrong with my heart this time. It’s really fucked up.

I hope you still think of me sometimes. I don’t know. You should have forgotten me by now and obviously you’d never want to see me again anyhow.

I miss you!