I've made up my mind. I know it's long overdued.
But yes. It's time. I actually spent my weekend nights pondering.
I've alr deleted the smses.
Now it's time to del the no.
And maybe after sometime, i will del his frenster. del the mails. del the frenster msgs.
Throw away the alr expired strawberry tarts. Put away the jar of sweets.
Slowly, one step at a time, he'll be out of my life. Out of view.
And that's how pple forget.
What you don't see/ don't know/ never want to know,
WON'T HURT YOU....
I've thus concluded:
He's OUT.
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