sorry is the word we often say but yet it couldnt heal the wound in my heart. i couldnt forget the stares and the fierce tone from you. you say you wouldnt speak this tone to me again, but yet.. sigh.. =[ you could often irritate me with anything. for example guys and etc. but today, i only irritate you with the food. and you get so angry. from the moment we walk out of the lift, you din wait for me. i step into your place, you close the door with the stare. in your room, i tried to talk to you nicely, but you replied me with that tone plus your room door wasnt close, your mother heard it, its really very ps. SIGH. =[[ while you're bathing, i really got the urge to get out of the house, but i din wan to make the matter worse because i duno if you would went ard searchin for me or its ending alr. you hug me from my back, saying you're sorry. i felt relieve as i know you still care for me. but, the wound is alr there. =((