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It’s the day when boys prepare their own gimiks to sweep off their ladies feet. The day when you can see flowers almost everywhere without even asking your friend if there is a funeral somewhere… Most of my Valentine’s Day were spent at my old school, celebrating our Foundation Day, where being single is not an excuse to not enjoy it. Faaaaast forward and I’m now a 3rd year College student. And for the first time, I can say that for this Valentine’s Day, my heart is broken.
My heart was broken not only once, not twice, but thrice. And it just happened 3 days before today, February 14, 2012. No, my heart wasn’t broken because of a break up and neither did a boy rejected me. My heart was broken by 3 people. Two friends and a family member.
It was heart breaking to feel that feeling of being replaced. When you see your old friend with his new friend. And the worst part was, it’s as if you never became once an important part of his life. Second worst feeling ever, is the feeling of being forgotten. That feeling where you cannot anymore grasp anything that you once shared with them. And then you stand there, left with nothing but memories… only stories.
Yayayayayay. People come, people go.
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